So, I decided to play around with the subject line today. See, I've mostly just been to lazy for that/have worried that it would no longer keep them in conversations for me if I did that, but I guess we'll see. That also makes me wonder what you've been putting in the title line in the Blog. Not that it matters. I remember always enjoying Joseypookins' though.... ok, anyhoodles...
This week has pretty much been a flaming bundle of insanity. It all started out with rushing off to Hamburg for Elder Hardman's P DAY OMEGA. It actually was a really good Pday. We played football and Kickball in the middle of this big Stadtpark with a whole bunch of other missionaries. It would seem that I haven't gotten any less clumsy in the last 10 months, but I still had a lot of fun. It was also pretty funny how some of the Germans walking by reacted to it. Quite a few people stopped to watch for a while... a bunch of crazy Americans playing a couple of crazy american sports.... And a couple of girls came by and gave us a bunch of free red bull. Don't worry - I didn't drink any - who knows how my body would've reacted... And then Elder Hardman and I wandered around Hamburg for a bit - it was very nice. We then spent the night in a 4 missionary apartment there (So there were 6 of us) that was weird but cool - two of them were pretty busy with packing though, so our party didn't get too crazy.
Then Tuesday I spent most of the day at the Hamburg Hauptbahnhof. I saw Elder Hardman off and waited for Elder Liechty. On transfer days, that trainstation has pack of missionaries wandering through it the whole day, so I just latched myself onto a couple of those. I don't even know how many different groups of missionaries I went with over to the Pommdöner buying place... nom nom nom.... I was a little tempted to get more every time... And once elder Huber, Elder Sowards new companion got there, I walked them over to their train and just before they got on, they got a phonecall - a very fateful phone call. "Backstory Time!"
So, once upon a time, before I arrived in Flensburg, Elder Sowards and Elder Olsen were driving out of a parking lot, and somehow managed to get a giant dent in their car door. I believe another car might've been insturmental in helping them - I didn't really catch all the details. Their car was still.. quite... operational when your friends arrive... Ok - leave out the part about friends arriving, and that makes sense. But they were a little bit opposed to the giant dent in the door, so they'd been petitioning to the office to get that repaired. And that's what this particular phone call pertained to. You know, I just don't feel right using a fancy word like 'pertained' with the colloquial sentence structure ending with 'to.' So we're gonna try this again. And to that pertained this particular phone call.
After the phone call was over, Elder Sowards turned to me and said, "cool. We're getting our car fixed. Bad news for you though - we get your car." DUN DUN DUN..... As our pronounced doom spilled from his lips, I dark chill klettered up my spine. Yeah, yeah, sorry 'bout the denglish, it just sounded better that way.
Well, it just came to my attention that I've only got 15 minutes left of emails, and I've still got to write president, and I'ven't even made it through Tuesday! No wonder I never write very much...
So I'll try to wrap this up real fast.
So yeah - we lost our car. It's made things a lot tricksier. Pretty much all of the members and several investigators live out in the middle of nowhere, and it took forever to get there with a car. With Trains, busses and walking, it's going to be really hard to get to a lot of these people. We actually just talked to one on the phone though, and he's moving back to Flensburg - the timing on that one couldn't've been much better.
Umm... tuesday we spent most of the day getting back - we even missed our first train, for which we'd already waited about an hour and a half because some other missionaries ran off with some of Elder Liechty's luggage.
Wednesday we had District meeting and went to K's and the M's, Thursday we probably did something, Friday we drove our car to Heide, where we said our final goodbyes. Saturday we helped with this clean up the streets thingy, in which the Kiel Missionaries showed up and had to leave very soon after we finally started, and in which I found a gun, which was very small... it looked like it could've been a toy, but it was definitely metal and quite heavy, so Sister H. Called the police and had them pick it up, and then we did some other stuff and Sunday we went to church and to some members, and Elder Liechty is cool. He reminds me of Josey pookins, Patrick Halladay, and Brother Rasmussen. He'll eventually develop into his own character, but they some times have to start off that way. Kind of like how the part of Elder Ririe was originally played by Curtis Sudbury. Okey Dokey, I've really got to run, but have a beautiful life, and I'm sorry that that all was so abbreviated.
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