7/22/10

I did get the card with the WTC pics and such. And the letters from your parents and the Williams.

 

Probably don´t send anything else until I have the address of my little flat in the field. The box should make it fine though.

 

Yeah, I get snacks occasionally, ;). Peachie-o´s, Twix, and the occasional Pepsi. Well, okay, a lot of Pepsi, but it´s still fine.

 

I´ve been hearing some more about the mission up there. For the most part, Pres. Hinckley isn´t very strict. He´s not Clegg, but his main concern is just to follow the rules in the white handbook, which are mostly common sense.

 

I guess a little aside about the handbook. There´s a Holland talk from around 2000 where he talks about it. ¨This isn´t something we just came up with. It wasn´t me and three other crotchety old men sucking down pickle juice and saying ¨All right! Let´s write this handbook! And put dat in dere! And that! Yeah! Get dem little bounders!¨

Basically, for every rule, there´s a story, so we follow them.

 

We get cell phones ;)

Depending on the area, you might end up spending three hours on a train to go proselyte for a bit, then three hours back to your home area. Schedule is a little different. In fact, it´s pretty much what my home schedule was-11:30 bedtime, 7:30 wake up. With the siesta from 2-4, where we go back, eat, and do some more personal study.

 

Yesterday we had to go to the outskirts of the city to apply for our residency card. That meant an hour long Metro ride, followed by an hours wait, and then a hour back. We had a guide who´s a local member, but, well...crazy. The lazy eye is handleable, though a tad unnerving, but he kept getting lost even though he´d been on Monday as well. Thankfully, we made it.

 

For the most part, I was better by Saturday. Just kept up on some decongestants and was fine.

 

We did hear that because there´s so many people here from different countries, sometimes we might end up teaching Romanians, South Americans, Frenchie frenchies ;), Armenians, all with different ideas and customs. And while we talk about how far America´s morals have slipped...we´re practically puritanical compared to Europe. They warned us to watch out for the nudist beaches, and to be prepared for some crazy things in lessons.

 

We´ll do a little thing for the 24th, President said.

 

For the most part, my spanish is fine. I can get across what I want to say generally, though sometimes I have to think of a word. But I´ll be fine in the field, as long as they´re not mixing it with other languages. And thankfully I´m not going to Malaga. Not only is it too hot, but the locals tend to mumble and slur all the words together. Makes it much more difficult to understand.

 

Yes, time is going by rather fast. Nearly two months already. And it´ll go faster out in the field. Before too long, I´ll be on a plane home. So I have to enjoy it while it lasts.

 

Don´t know any Miranda´s. Tell binner sorry. ;)

I know there´s some restrictions on music, so hold off for a bit until I see the list.

 

I don´t have anything else for now. For the most part, the days are routine, so there´s not a lot to talk about. Though, when I get back, President owes me a bunch of PowerPoints, so I´ll have those to show off when we get back.

 

Bradley.