FREEDOM!

FREEDOM! AT LAST! I. AM. FREE!

I got transfered! I'm now serving in Nikolaev with Elder Kalt!

I am a senior companion now, meaning that I have to be the boss of everything we do. Should be pretty fun.

I don't really remember much of what happened this last week.

We ended up finding 2 new investigators, partly because of my guitar playing. There were 2 college kids at English, Max and Anne. Anne plays guitar, and we have a guitar at the branch now. After English we got the guitar out so she could play it (She's really good at it!), then I played guitar and they were both so impressed that they stayed to talk to us about the church. All those hours of guitar playing have payed off in a lot of ways this week, you'll see more later.

Wednesday was normal I think. Maybe. Possibly.

So was Thursday.

Friday we had an activity where we invited people to play ping-pong at the branch. I didn't really play ping-pong, but I did play guitar. There was a Turkish guy who showed up that doesn't speak Russian, but knows perfect English. Turns out he really likes Metallica and System of a Down too, so we talked about that and about the church, and it was fun. Then Anne and Max came and we played guitar and ping-pong with them, then taught them more about the church.

Saturday, I received a telephone call from President Sullivan telling me that I would be serving with Elder Kalt, which was shocking to say the least. That night Elder Ditty and I went to McDonald's for dinner. It was pretty late, so we decided to get it and take it home with us. We did thusly, and it was an adventure. We got on a marschrutka like normal and the driver was possibly the coolest driver in the world. He held our drinks for us, and he was joking with us and being generally cool the whole time.

I ended up standing next to a somewhat drunk guy who opened up the roof hatch a bit because he was hot or something. Somebody behind me asked if the hatch could be closed because they were super cold. I asked the guy if he would close it. He looked at me and said, "Who's hot? It's freaking cold in here!" and then he opened the hatch all the way. So, that happened.

Anyway, after several more adventures occured upon this marschrutka and on the way home, we decided never to take McDonald's home again.

I made myself a delicious gooey brownie cake with ice cream for my birthday. It was good.

On Sunday there was no power in the Branch building, so we had no way of playing the accompinament for the hymns during the meeting. That is, of course, until I pulled out the guitar from downstairs and played the hymns for the meeting.

Yeah. I'm cool.

Then we did finances.

Then we visited a member who is currently in the hospital.

Then we went home and ate my birthday dinner, which was delicious.

I packed all my bags this morning, and I'm currently writing this from an internet club in Nikolaev, so that's my week!

Peace out!

Elder Robison