Hello Earth, aka Jorden.
I somehow became a missionary again. thats right folken, im teaching all day long, riding busses, drinking cider in cafes with carbon output offsetting traders, praying, knocking, asking, laughing and dont ask me how, but loving everysecond of it.
I was stranded and these blokes took me in, i sleep in an attic with a mural painted on the walls and a skylight with a view of the waterfront and the colourful and beautiful homes. so far, ive hung out with two africans, ate a phillipino feast in a basement on a hill, ate food found in a bag on the bus, somehow met a girl on the bus who is from utah, and isnt mormon, not to mention im with an elder that is from dannys old ward (world class skier extraordinaire, Andy Phillips) and a guy that used to work at TKJ with me.
Brilliant. just Brilliant.
the language is coming along, and im now understanding a small percentage of conversations. last nite we taught a guy from Burma, is it Burma or Bhutan in which there is gross national happiness? i asked him and he had no clue what the heck i was talking about.
anyways, today is PACKED with lessons, and im hitting it up all day, i really am in awe at the series of events which led me to this odd placement.
thanks for the emails, i love them, danny sounds right good, i painted him a couple of pictures this morn and wrote him a solid 4 pager last nite, love that guy, and remember everyone, dont be judgemental with people who dont use proper language.
Jeg elsker deg. all of you,
from Norway with Love, mackdog copyright...
+ montague.
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