So, first of all, I'm staying in Eindhoven with Elder Schwartz for a third transfer. It's really relaxing to know that we're one of the few cities in the mission that isn't getting a lot of changes this upcoming transfer. And I'll be in a city where I know the members for my birthday. One of the reasons that there are so many changes happening in this mission the past week is that there are thirteen missionaries going home on Wednesday: eight elders, three sisters, and a senior couple. Another part of that reason is that the six elders who were supposed to come in this week didn't get their visas, so we're down eleven missionaries (not counting the senior couple).
I'm not sure if I told you the right date or not, but Zone Conference is next Tuesday, so the packages should be here on time.
It seems like you're having something similar to what we've had. Last Monday it was so warm wearing our suit jackets was miserable, and on Friday or Saturday I ended up wearing my sweater. And we almost got soaked yesterday.
Speaking of yesterday, there was a massive marathon in Eindhoven (it made me slightly trunky for a little bit), so half the roads in the city were closed off to all traffic except pedestrians and bikes whenever there weren't any runners coming. Because of the marathon, the main road in front of the church was closed off, keeping one of our investigators from church. It was so difficult to get there that church was delayed for fifteen minutes so we could actually have people in sacrament meeting.
The funny thing about Marshall's new baby is that I was thinking about the situations where "Home: Unplanned" could be checked off on birth certificates. I'm glad that they're all doing well.
So, last week, Elder Schwartz and I were walking to the station, and we swung by the store where Harry said that I could most likely buy a harmonica, and we discovered that apparently certain German products (like harmonicas) cost three times as much just across the border than they do across the Atlantic. It was kind of frustrating, because the cheapest C harmonica was twenty-five Euros.
Last week, we committed Isa (the investigator who's super-ready, who was kept from church because of the marathon) to be baptized on November 12, and we're confident that it will go through, especially because we're both staying here for another transfer. We had an appointment with Pastoor Koopmans on Thursday, and we watched President Monson's priesthood talk with him. It was powerful, and when I looked over, his eyes were red. He could really feel the Spirit. It was awesome.
The Church is true. President Monson is a prophet of God. I love you all.
P.S. I haven't gotten any international mail in five weeks. I'd really love it if that changed.
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