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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I Love Missionaries!!

For those of you who may not know, I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, more commonly known as the Mormons. That's right I belong to the church with the nice men (and women) in suits who knock on people's door. Well I am here to say that those nice men and women are the best thing I could ask for. The missionaries here in Leipzig have saved me from who knows what disasters. Thursday of last week I saw a pair of Elders (that's the men) at the Hauptbahnhof (the main train station) and flagged them down (apparently they were amazed... one of them later retelling the story said “here's this girl waving at us... and this isn't Utah, no one waves at the missionaries!”). They told me how to get to Church, they gave me the information on Institute and they were beyond friendly. Sunday when I got to Church, terrified to be walking into a church alone where I knew no one (I don't know how investigators do it) right inside the doors were the Sister missionaries. Once again they were suer friendly and offered to let me sit with them, they then let me follow them around for the entire block of meetings and introduced me to other people there.
I honestly don't know what I would be doing right now if it weren't for all the missionaries here, they have helped me countless times since I first saw them and it hasn't even been a week. So to anyone who has been on a mission or is about to go on one, you never know how you bless peoples lives, the missionaries here have been a gift from God to me. Remember every smile can make a difference.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Wilkommen zu Deutschland!

I've made it through my first week... I finally have access to the internet. I have a place to live. I am in short surviving. Germany is beautiful, However the weather is about 20 degrees colder than what I'm used to in Ohio. Leipzig is a fascinating city, half of it was destroyed in WWII so it's this fantastic mix of 500 year old buildings and Ultramodern constructions. I spent the entire first 2 days hiding in my apartment, terrified of trying to communicate with people(I've realised my German is a lot worse than I thought it was). The next two days I spent getting lost completely Wednesday was my favorite day because I never was lost! I went to the Church here today and couldn't understand a word anyone was saying. However it was church so I had a basic idea of what was happening. I'm spending most of my time with a group of people from various English speaking countries, mostly UK area. There's one other American, a girl from New York, we're both continually being made fun of by the various Brits. To which our constant reply is "Don't tread on Me!" I'm determined to find one of those flags as soon as I get home. I have yet to find a grocery store so I'm eating out constantly which is a bit annoying but Way cheaper here than it is in America. The Tram system here is amazing they go everywhere and are always perfectly on time, however being the selfish American I am, I miss driving, getting lost for an hour in a car is annoying and frusterating, getting lost for an hour on foot is exausting. I also miss American television, tv is not nearly as entertaining when you have no idea what is happening... I miss everyone and write me!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Leaving

Tonight is my last night in the home I've known for the last 7 years. It's beyond weird thinking that I won't see it again for a year. Everything has become so comfortable. I remember the first night I spent here and how empty it was, the feeling of living in transit which is suddenly upon me again. What was then a new house clean and unfamiliar, has become my delightfully disorganized home.
I said goodbye to most of my friends today, which was miserable. I spent two hours at work talking to people to then come home and spend the entire evening putting off the things I could have and probably should have been doing to spend one last night of normalcy with my best friend. Saying goodbye was harder than I imagined, I've been fighting back tears so much today that now I start crying at anything.
So I find that more difficult than anything else about this trip, is actually leaving on it. Making the final step and walking away from everyon I love.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Preparation

I now have exactly one week until I leave. I'm starting to say goodbye to my friends, always wondering when I see someone if I'll ever see them again. It sounds a little melodramatic but it's beyond weird to think about leaving.

On a more cheerful note I've finally bought all the clothes I need which is a hyuuge relief. My list of things to buy is now shortened to socks, sheets and maybe a purse... On the other hand, my list of things to do is swiftly getting longer.
How do you fit everything that you would normally do in a year into a week.?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

The Beginning

I've been desperately devising ways in which I can keep in contact with everyone who I know while I'm skipping the border er... studying abroad ehem*cough-cough*. So as many trusted people have instructed me, I am starting my very first blog!

So here you can find funny stories, embarrassing occurrences and incredibly drawn out rants! I hope you enjoy. I'll also be posting my better pictures, for the awful, embarrassing, completely immature, pictures... well that's what Facebook is for!