Man Odessa again. We just don't have the money.
So if you didn't know Kherson is about fife hours by bus from
Odessa. You would think that we wouldn't have to go down very often especially
due to that fact that it is 500 Hrivna for a trip down. But no. We get to take
the wonderful journey down almost every week this transfer. And even better
that we don't have any money now! Hurray!. I am sorry. I shouldn't use so much
sarcasm, Ukrainians don't get it.
So not only did we have to got down to Odessa again for me
getting registered, but we have another Zone Conference this transfer this week
with President Kumferman.
Yesterday was fast Sunday and church was alright. We had
some none members come to sacrament meeting without being prompted beforehand.
And after the meetings another lady came in asking about the Book of Mormon and
our Worship Services. We had a short lesson with her and gave her a copy pf the
Book of Mormon.
Today we met with guy named Chris. Yeah I know that that
doesn't sound very mush like a Ukrainian name. It almost sounds American.
That's because Chris is American but decided to forsake everything and
permanently move to Ukraine. He is a pretty cool and knows Russian pretty well,
but with a noticeable accent. He invited us over and he made us fajitas and
kvas. Mexican and Ukrainian. We helped cut up all of the peppers and found out
that they were actually spicy as we mistakenly touched our faces after. Nothing
is Ukraine is actually spicy really. All the Ukrainians will say that one thing
is spicy but when you go to try it you are highly disappointed. But these
peppers were the real deal and they were very pleasing unto me. We talked for a
little bit and then had to leave to go help a member out. But upon calling the
member as we approached the branch building we found out that he didn't need
our help anymore. So we got on another bus and headed over to this Internet
Club to wright home. On the bus we met John (actual Ukrainian). He was so
awesome. And he instantly became our friend. This was super cool because almost
every one in this city hates us. But John is different. He is normal which
isn't normal and he is a younger guy which i awesome. We need younger people in
the church here in Ukraine because about 80% of the members here in Ukraine are
old grandmas who are a third of time not all the way there. Anyways. We walked
around for a little bit with our new friend John and bought some Ice cream
together.
After that we came here and started writing home but now
it's turning into a paradox because if I go any further I will be writing about
what I have already written and no one likes repetition. So I'll just end
here.
Старейшина Класон / Elder Clawson
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