Well… This week was good. I am so tired. And missing two toes. Just kidding. But I do have two really nasty blisters. Whoo hoo!
Before I launch into this week, here are some of my pictures from my last week in Ecully:
P.S. Dear everyone who sent me a letter to Ecully before I moved, don’t worry, my old companion has taken my mail to the office, so it’ll get to me this week hopefully!
LOL. This man in our ward made a GIANT Book of Mormon that sat outside our church building all of last week.
Here are two of my favorite people in the whole city of Lyon, Joy and Yves.
Alicia and Frére Kodo (Ward missionary and mission leader)
Taking pictures with Elders is always awkward… Especially when they aren’t looking at the right camera… Elder Petek (on my right) went home this week. He was my zone leader in Ecully. We were slightly devastated.
We were really sad. But we smiled anyways.
So. There ya go.
Now back to Chalon:
As we started this week with nothing, this week consisted of a whole lot of contacting. And contacting. And trying to see less active members. And contacting. We walked for probably around 6 hours a day this week (and thus the blisters).
We had a couple cool miracles and set up about four rendez-vous on the street, handed out about 6 Book of Mormons, got about 8 numbers. This probably doesn’t sound like a lot, but believe me, in France, it’s a LOT. So we worked really hard and some great things happened, but it’s still difficult to be a missionary who isn’t doing much teaching.
So, in short, the week was hard, but have no fear, last night I whipped up a big batch of mashed potatoes, and everything was right in the world.
Soeur Christensen is great! We have lots of fun, but we’re able to work well together.
The apartment in Chalon is GINORMOUS. I totally forgot to take pictures, but I’ll send some next week!
In other news, it is FREEZING cold here. I was not prepared for this to come so fast, being the naive Texan girl that I am. I need tights. And coats. And sweaters.
I wish I had more interesting information to share with you about my week, but until we get started, I’m afraid my emails might be rather boring! I’m the worst. Desolée.
Vous me manquez!