You know, I just really like pizza. A lot. I enjoy pizza more than the average person probably has a right to enjoy pizza. Is it a crime? No! It's delicious! It even has vegetables on it, therefore it must be healthy!
That may sound little bit defensive. To be fair, I didn't have as much pizza this week as I did sthat one week that I had it pretty much every day. I only had pizza on Tuesday this week. I was on exchanges with Elder Mayberry on Monday, and we went to visit this really cool member family. I taught the dad how to play some guitar, we all ate a super tasty desert, and then I taught Elder Mayberry to play one of my favorite Ukrainian songs (Все Буде Добре. It's by this group called Океан Ельзи. Look it up, it's cool). On Tuesday we got some pizza on the way to meet back up with Elder Cannon and Elder Downing. That was a good pizza.
Later that night, the kitchen was messy and I didn't want to clean it. So, I gave Elder Downing an ultimatum; either he could clean all the dishes in the kitchen so I could cook dinner, or he could call a pizza place and order pizza. Elder Downing hates ordering things and talking on the phone in Russian, but apparently not as much as he hates washing dishes, because he took the phone in hand and ordered a pizza. I think the lady on the other end might have thought he was a bit drunk, but we got our pizza, and it was delicious.
On Wednesday we had district meeting, and then everyone took tests. Pretty normal, nothing extraordinary.
I think the next interesting thing was on friday probably. Only one person showed up for advanced English, which would've been boring, but then we saw that the sisters were going to be outside talking about camping, so we just moved outside and were parasites for their class. That was fun.
On Saturday there was a district picnic. Not our missionary district, the Kharkov district. So, the whole city. We were uninformed that we were allowed to come in casual clothes, so we showed up like nerds in white shirts and ties. The zone leaders were apologetic, but there was nothing to be done other than take off our ties and pretend like it was normal. The picnic was fun, we played a bunch of sports with the members in Kharkiv. We left before the food was ready to be back in Saltovka on time for some activities there. It was a fun day.
On Sunday we taught Lyuba again. She's doing great. She's super happy, and it's awesome to see that she's feeling more and more happy every time we meet.
Well, that's about all from me.
Peace!
Elder Robison
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