Tanner's classic hitch-hiking pose.
On an Ottowa farm.
Visiting Cabana Sucre (Sugar Shack) - eating super concentrated maple syrup poured on snow.
"Tracting in Abitibi"
SCHEINHUNDE.
Our German member called me this the other day. Apparantly directly translated it means "Pig Dog" But it is a lot more offensive for other Germans. Don't worry, he was only teasing.
This week has gone by super slow, but that's okay. A lot of busy tracting done this week, and a lot of important decisions made. Our main investigator's baptism is actually on the 23rd now, the same day we receive transfer calls. So we'll probably baptize him and everything, and make it home just in time to receive the news that I'm probably getting transferred. That's okay, I'm rather pleased with the state of the missionary work that I'm leaving Abitibi in. We have 3 more baptisms planned for the month of May, with this man's baptism, more people will join the church in these two months here than have joined in 13 years. That's kind of cool.
Anyways, I realize that a lot of missionaries write very spiritual parables and gospel parallels in their letters home, often relating to what they personally experienced in the mission. Huh. My letters are apparantly lacking in spiritual stories. Ah well. Go read the book of mormon. That's full of good spiritual stories.
So I discovered that my companion, Elder Holbrook, is a Homewrecker. That's his mission nickname, anyhow. Apparantly before he came on the mission, he inadvertently annihilated a future marriage by making out with some guy's fiancee. The fiancee became emotionally confused and then broke off the engagement. Then Elder Holbrook ceased to further his relationship with her. Hmm....Home. Wrecked. But, his excuse, is that it wasn't going to be a temple marriage anyways, so it's not that bad. He's a strange one, but oh how we love him.
We visited a Cabana Sucre, or a Sugar Shack this last monday, and let me tell you. I've never had maple syrup so good. I'll try and send some home for Easter, it's delicious. I've attached a picture of me eating some Maple syrup taffy. It's hot maple syrup, concentrated ten times over, poured onto a stick and rolled in snow. It was so sweet it left my throat burning. Yuck. Good for the experience, never eating it again.
I'm excited to hear about Hayden's mission, it should be good! Crazy things, man, crazy things. The French is picking up really well. I can think fluently in French. Well not fluently...but I find myself thinking in french more than in english nowadays. Sometimes a couple Spanish phrase I've studied slip in there. Insanity. It'll be a miracle if I am able to communicate to anyone at all when I get home, I'm going to have troubles keeping these languages separate. Anyways, I'll let you know how the baptism goes. Have a good week everyone!
Peace be the Journey,
Elder Holm
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