I still hadn't gotten my travel plans as of….Thursday. And my entire district had theirs. They will be leaving on Monday or Tuesday. So I was kind of stressing a little.
That day, someone from the MTC gave me another language evaluation, to see where I sat. Then they told me that my visa still has yet to come through. They called my mission president, and my mission president told them that transfers are two weeks away. It would be best to keep me in the MTC for 2 more weeks, let me learn more Spanish, then get into my mission during a transfer week. Instead of getting reassigned to another area and being a third wheel with a companionship and kind of being awkward for 2 weeks.
So I'm staying here until October 6. Not too bad. I wasn't upset at all, since I was expecting to be at the MTC for 6 weeks, and now I'll be here for 4. And two weeks is a long time.
So I changed districts. I'm in an intermediate district, so pretty much everyone took a few years of spanish in high school, and that's it. I broke up a trio of elders, so that was pretty convenient. My new compainion is Elder Fallentine. He's from San Diego. All he talks about is the Beach. And I smile and nod. Our roommates are Elder Osgood from Bay Area, California. Santa Barbara? No. I dont remember. Something like that. And then we have Elder Smith from Knoxville, Tennessee. They're nuts. They are pretty dang funny and have a ton of fun here. We have a solo hermana in our district, Hermana Myers from Chicago. Our teachers are Hermano Draught from Michigan and Hermana Martinez from Mexico. It's weird to be the only one From Utah.
My old district was WAY quiet, and it was very nice and subdued. My new district talks a lot, and that's fine. We still study when we're supposed to, but they spend every second of free time talking about life, or whatever. And there is some pretty intense stuff that goes on outside of Utah. I'm very happy that I live in the bubble that I do. Is that bad? I don't know. Well of course it's not bad. Like nothing bad happens in Utah compared to everywhere else. It's very nice. I didn't really appreciate it until now. Having like ALL of everyone I know going on missions is such a blessing. I'm so happy I had such awesome friends.
That's pretty much all that has happened. Oh! I went to the temple again today, and it was great. twice in a week. My PDay changed. It's on Saturday now, in case you couldn't guess....
I should have brought a blanket here. The blankets they gave us are like 5 feet long, and it's freezing in our apartment. I use 2 blankets and 3 sheets, and I turn out okay, but sheesh. It's very inconvenient.
Class in this district is SO much different than in my other district. The teacher talks so much slower, it's almost harder to understand him. And all the missionaries have such gringo accents, it's awful. But whatever. I am struggling to remember that this is where I'm supposed to be and I should be taking advantage of being here for 2 more weeks. I don't know why I'm struggling. I got here, like 10 days ago. It hasn't been long at all.
So that's about it
Have a nice day!
Elder Trevor Emil Christensen
Despite what the pictures show, I actuallly am happy hahah
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