Hello and welcome to another peek into the life of a stranger in a strange land. Let's start with something cool that happened this week. President Stone recently had the Young Men's General Presidency reach out to him asking if there were any missionaries that had unique stories of getting on a mission. President Stone thought of me and I now am in contact with said individuals. I don't know to what extent they will use my story. We will have to see! On a humorous note, I was on exchanges (usually a day where two companionship flip companions) with Elder Basham and we decided for lunch we would not eat fast food and instead get a rotisserie chicken, some macaroni salad, and potato chips. I'm not sure if that's healthier, but we sure as heck got more food! Anyway, we were nowhere near our apartment and had no place to eat or any utensils to eat with. So we plopped down at a park, laid our plastic bags down as plates, grubbed down into some chicken bare handed, and used the bones to scoop out our macaroni salad. We then washed down with a park hose. Later that day, we were knocking on some doors in the some of the more "stick" parts of our area and we came across a no trespassing, beware of dog sign covered property. With what we considered courage, which could honestly be argued as stupidity we go to the front door. No answer but a big ole hound dog comes from the back and starts sniffing us. I think it smelt the chicken because it started following us as we knocked on other doors on the street. At one house there were two smaller dogs that were having a bad day or something and wouldn't let us go to the door. But good ole Beau the hound dog fights the dogs off and clears the way to the door. He even went after the cat that was just chilling on the porch haha. That's pretty much my week. Nothing too crazy, but I enjoy it.
Sure do love y'all.
Love,
Elder Hamblin
No comments:
Post a Comment