Week 1!

Ha! You probably thought this was going to be Week 7! Well, it's not! I'm resetting the counter in honor of transfers!

Transfers!

My new companion's going to be Elder Ditty. He's coming down here to Kherson to serve as the new branch president. Which means that I'm probably going to be th enew branch seceratary! Woo!

I don't really know anything about Elder Ditty. At all. So, I guess I'll find out tomorrow!

Elder Riddle is probably on a bus as we speak, head back to Dnepropetrovsk so he can catch his plan back to America. He will be missed...

But, that means that I'm not doing the training program anymore! WOO!

I thought I was going to miss Elder Riddle a lot. Then, I got up to make breakfast and realized that he had eaten the last of the cereal, and drunk the last of the yogurt, which meant that we had no food left to eat for breakfast. Yeah, after that I didn't miss him as much for some reason...

On the bright side, I found that we had a lot of flour, baking soda, and a little bit of salt left. Using these humble ingredients, I was able to make TONS of Navajo fry-bread! TONS of it. The stack of finished bread was at the very least a foot or so high. It turned out pretty dense because we had baking soda instead of baking powder, but they were still delicious! We ate most of them, but I got the stuff to make more. I have a feeling that there's going to be a lot of fry-bread made on my mission from now on... A lot... Maybe even with baking powder if I can find some!

Yeah... Navajo bread in Ukraine... that's not something that I ever expected. What's more, my Ukrainian companion it! Of course, it's hard not to like Navajo bread.

On Friday last week we had to clean out the other apartment in our mission, becasue they're closing that one down. We totally looked like bums! We had tons of grocery bags, and we were carrying a twin-bed down the street! We had to take it all like 3 blocks down the street to our own apartment! It was hilarious!

Anyway, that's pretty much what's been happening down here! Up here? Out here.

Peace out!

Elder Robison