Hi Everyone!
So this week has been crazy. I think that I mentioned in the last letter about someone who we nicknamed "the hooker" while we were streeting on the street. Well... in case she is not known of. She was kind of flirtatious and she kept touching my arm. Well... we met with her, and I know that looks aren't accurate. But let us just say that I am glad we brought a member. The discussion was good and she wants to meet with us again! Oh, and her name is csizmadia. You can all call my dad and ask how to say it in Hungarian. Or you can look it up online.
This week we had a little taste of South America. We had two days in a row where we had 4 lessons the first day and 3 the next. That doesn't happen very often here but we all of our investigators just happened to fall on two days. It was pretty insane.
On Saturday we started playing soccer with a boy who we teach in Angol ora (english classes) and we are hoping that we can use him to start a sports day in Pápa and get to know some youth! It was a pretty fun experience. My companion and the boy are a lot better ball handlers than I am but I was able to hold my own as goalie! It was a lot of fun.
We had a lesson with a really religious catholic lady. Somehow the topic got to alcohol. Well... I know how. I asked her what her favorite drink was, because it was something that was brought up, and she said polinka, a Hungarian liquor. Then she went on about the health benefits and she started naming the "few" occasions that she would drink a small glass of it. I think her "occasions" were broad enough that she somehow convinced herself that every day was an occasion and that she needed to drink a glass every day. Crazy Hungarians!
Well... I am trying to think of crazy things that happened... Sorry, we were really busy this week and so we didn't have idle minds to do stupid things. Well.... I take that back. I did do a stupid thing. My companion watched a TV show where the people drank live goldfish. Well it was my dads birthday and I had no other way to celebrate it. So I downed a live gold fish. Pretty great, pretty inhuman and evil and definitely took lots of time to repent. Although... there is the scripture in Doctrine and Covenants
12 Yea, flesh also of beasts and of the fowls of the air, I, the Lord, have ordained for the use of man with thanksgiving; nevertheless they are to be used sparingly;
Well I can't think of a better way to get protein and be sparing than by eating a goldfish. Small but nutritious. I am truly sorry to all people out there who are offended. I know that God made us all differently. Have no fear that I will apologize to the fish when I meet him, or her, in Heaven.
The best part of the week was when we tracted into a man that had met with the missionaries, wanted to be converted and be religious, but just thought that there was a problem inside of him that made it so he couldn't get answers to his prayers. It will be very interesting to see where it goes!
Sorry I didn't get a lot of pictures this week, if any!
Have a great week kivánok!
Elder Biesinger
The only picture goes a long with my title. I have not eaten oatmeal for many many years, with the exception of when I was starving on a long high adventure. This is a miracle turn for me. I learned a very good way of making oatmeal and have now had it many times! cook oats, put in diced apples, jam, and some crispy chocolate granola for texture and taste. I absolutely love this stuff!!
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