My P-day is on wednesdays as you can see by the time I sent this. I get 30 minutes on e-mail, so |'ll only write one letter to this e-mail. Hopefully you'll get to read this. Concerning my flight to England, I was the only missionary on my flight. Before this though I was going through security and when i was putting my shoes back on, this boy about 17 years old came and talked to me about how cool it was that i was going on a mission to scotland. Then this guy talked to me on the tram for a little bit. I was planning on talking to the guy i was sitting next to, but he was out by the time the plane left the airport. So | read the magazine that was in front of me. That was real exciting. now i know so much about the world cup, pittsburg, and national parks. (I hope you catch my sarcasm). Then I took a nap. Throughout though I would look outside and for the most part just saw desert until | woke up and we were in Georgia. there were a lot of trees there. i'm sorry that i didn't call you there. as soon as i got to my gate, there were missionaries that were already there and i chatted with them unitl i boarded. during this time though i had my last meal in america which was pizza since i thought i wouldn't have pizza again while here in england. it turns out that i saw a pizza hut on my way to the mtc and we had pizza the other day. Anyways, the fligt the england was LONG! It was a good thing that i can sleep anywhere. After taking off I talked to Elder Barton from Mesa AZ, then i read from preach my gospel and scriptures and then i took a long nap. periodicially though i would look outside, however this was only good until it was dark, then you couldn't see anything. on the plane we had the usual drinks and peanuts. for dinner I had a vegetarian pasta that was okay. it came with a salad, roll, cheese, and a cookie bar. Then for breakfast we got a egg mcmuffin-type thing that wasn't all that great. there were some things in there that made me gag. i wouldn't be suprised if it was seawead. anyways, we get to england and land and everything is hunkydory. after landing we stood in a line to get out passports checked which took forever. then i was able to get my baggage which all of it was there. those missionaries that flew from Salt Lake didn't get any of their baggage, but they got it the next. still it was a bummer for them. by the way michelle, i didn't cuddle up to any missionaries. i stayed on my side and he stayed on his. going on, i skipped through custums since i didn't think i had anything to declare really. ( i had no alcohol or milk or anything like that which i had to pay duties on). Then we finally boarded a bus and headed to the mtc which wasn't far. it didn't really freak me out to drive on the left side of the road. everybody did it and was fine. although it kinda seemed like the lanes were smaller and of course the sign were different. I looked out the window and saw houses, building, neighborhood pastures of sheep and pastures of cows and even a pasture of cows and sheep. Anyways, we got to the mtc which is smaller than you think. if you look of google earth, the mtc is only the building on the southeast corner of the temple complex. the one next to it is for temple worker living quarters, and the one across the square is for temple patron housing. the buildings at the top of the square are for family history and a distribution center. there's also a stake center and the temple of course.
so we met with the temple presidency, got some more name tags so i don't need matts. over the past week. we've been learning a lot. especially like what you do when you get into the home. it's really focusing on the needs of the investigator. we don't have to start with lesson one. so that has been interesting tailoring lesson plans which really can't plan for, otherwise the lessons turns into something they're not interested in. as far as food goes. it different than what ryan said. you get your first helping and sit down and if you want seconds and there's some left, you can go and get some. plus it's difficult to carry around fruit since we're not aloud to bring our backpacks around which okays seeing as how the entire mtc is in 1 building. my companion is named Elder Butikofer from rexburg, id. he's cool and we get along. as far as things i would like some stuff that i can't think of right now, but have my pants come yet? I might send you letter of stuff that would be nice to have. things like gallon plastic bags would be nice. I'll let you know, i've thought of some things.
and no michelle, i don't have an accent yet, but sometimes i think in it, so kinda of weird.
So be good yall