So, I love Antwerpen,
and I'm definitely not in the Netherlands anymore. You know when you
cross the border. Everything just gets a lot... less clean. But the city itself
is really beautiful, and Michael Buble is coming here this week or next week or
something, so thats points for the citizens of Antwerpen.
It only took a few hours
for us to get hit on by creepy Africans who asked Sister Aldous if they could
have her friend, as in me. But that's okay, we're giving them a church tour
this Saturday, ha. Belgium also has this nasty smell about it. Everyone calls
it the Belgian Funk. Like, I dont know how to explain it. It's probably because
people just pee on the street and then it sits there, but who knows. Yes, we do
live above a pizza shop, so that's going to be super hot in the summer, but the
pizza is okay, and we are pretty sure that it is owned by the Italian Mafia. We
ride a lot of trams and buses here, so I'm probably going to be getting super
fat from not biking, but we do also walk a lot so hopefully that helps. People
keep telling us not to drink our water, but we've all been drinking it, and
we're still alive.
Apparently though, Antwerpen has better water than a lot of the missionary cities here. We have contacted a lot of French people. I kind of wish the French Belgians would stay on their side of the country because it's hard to know what language youre supposed to be speaking when you stop to talk to someone. I had to introduce myself in church yesterday, and someone told me that I looked like a princess from Monaco. I asked her if she was talking about grace kelly, but she said she was talking about her mom, so hopefully shes pretty. It wouldnt surprise me if that was just her way of telling me I looked like a trashbag or something either. haha.
Apparently though, Antwerpen has better water than a lot of the missionary cities here. We have contacted a lot of French people. I kind of wish the French Belgians would stay on their side of the country because it's hard to know what language youre supposed to be speaking when you stop to talk to someone. I had to introduce myself in church yesterday, and someone told me that I looked like a princess from Monaco. I asked her if she was talking about grace kelly, but she said she was talking about her mom, so hopefully shes pretty. It wouldnt surprise me if that was just her way of telling me I looked like a trashbag or something either. haha.
The last few days in
Leeuwarden were pretty chill, just visiting and saying goodbye and doing the
work and everything. On the last night, we got to ride home in a Lexus that not
only had heated seats, but also massaging seats, and it was a 40 minute ride
home, so that was nice. Fanciest car I've ever been in.
We had interviews with
President this week, and he just said the same thing that he always does when
he talks to me, like how he's always been impressed with me and stuff like
that, so that's nice. Oh, he also said I might be a mission presidents wife one
day, in his own way, so we shall see about that.
My first lesson here, we
had a really good lesson with someone who has had a question about something
for years and she has been looking for answers in other churches but when
she read the book of mormon she got her answer. So, that was really cool. Shes
supposed to be getting baptized in February. I think Antwerpen will be a good
city for me, so I'm excited to keep working here. Especially because know
I'm going to be here for a pretty long time. Also, sister Aldous and I are
excited to work with each other. One, because we were good friends in the MTC,
but also because we are going to be celebrating our half way marks together
next month. Yay.
I think that's
pretty much everything for this week.
Have a good week.
Love you, miss you.
Love, Karoline
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