My First Post-Training Transfer - Songino - Week 26
Dear family and friends,
It has been one crazy week here in Mongolia! Can you believe it, I am officially finished with my training and am a full-fledged missionary now? From this point forward, they could ask me to train at any point, but hopefully that won't happen too quickly. Hahah, I can't even ask a taxi to really get me from point A to B, but by the end of this transfer, I know that I am going to make a lot of progress (especially with my language). So many changes and I am with Sis. Bollwinkel as my transfer companion! We have already worked together since I arrived as she is my teaching companion, but now it is a 24/7 sort of companionship, I can foresee a lot of coke and snickers in my future because we both have the same problem--that stuff is just so delicious.
My new companion (far right)
However, before I jump ahead, it was a great last week in Baynzurk, this place is forever going to be my 'home' and hope that I will serve there again. At the beginning of the week, it was non-stop rain, flooding the streets and the ger districts. With some poor planning on our parts, my companion and I also asked one of the Senior couples to come out and visit a member who has been bedridden for a couple months; unfortunately, we didn't quite know the exact location of said ger or that there would be puddles the size of the Atlantic Ocean, but we did get some good pictures from it. After wandering around in the mud for about an hour and realizing that the first directions I was given were bad and that there was no way across a puddle to follow the second set of directions, we called it a day and went home. After that experience, I went out and bought some rain boots and learned only to invite the Seniors when I actually know where I am going. Mongolia thought it won, but we'll see next time. I was anticipating more monster rainstorms and being out in the country-ish, but I might not need them anymore. I am now serving in the hood-ish of UB.
The beginning of the rainstorm!
It's been a wet week!
These puddles were insane and so deep!
I like the people in my new ward, though! There are these three older members who have adopted my companion and I under their wing and they liked us even more because right after church, we bumped into them on the street going to visit the same member--an older sister who had fallen and hurt her hip. The roads here are so uneven here, I am not surprised whenever I hear about someone falling and hurting themselves. I have almost tripped and fallen myself dozens of times, I really should try to be more nimble. So we all went together and have won the hearts of four solid sisters and the oldest really likes me, she complemented my MOngolian writing and is taking the time to repeat herself slowly and often so that I understand her. Honestly, she has been the brightest example of compassion because many of the members are incredibly nice, but always get kind of frustrated when I cannot keep up with their conversation. I love this sister, we are going to visit her again this week and she lives the furthest in my area, so I might just feel like the Baynzurk again. We'll see. :)
Tomorrow is also the last day of my Mission President's day here before the new one comes. I wrote a letter about what I have learned under PResident Benson, so now it will be exiting to see what President Harper will teach. This is so stinkin' cool.
I love Mongolia. I love the hood(ish) and everything is all up from here.
I love you with all my heart!
We celebrated our hard work with ACTUAL donuts.
My new district
These are all of the Sisters in the city who finished their 42 book.