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Hello! This week has been really cool so hold onto your pants. Before the stories you need to look at these sweet pictures I took off the southern coast of Fyn while we went to Svendborg's church meeting. Just across the a little stretch of ocean is an island. The sun doesn't get much more than about twice that high every day because the days are so short now. Yes, Denmark is beautiful. Anyway... One of the neatest experiences I've had on my mission so far happened last night. After a few random occurences made us late for an eating appointment with the Elderly couple serving in Odense we missed our bus and had to take a later one. We were disappointed to be late but it turned out to be for a good reason. An older gentlman followed me to the back and sat in between me and Elder DeMordaunt and asked me if we were ''Missionærerne''. I told him yes, and he immediately asked me for a visit. I asked him what he knew about our church and he said that he knew it was the true church. I was stunned at this point and after further conversation he told me that he saw something about The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on his fjernsyn and that he had looked it up on the net and recognized me as one of the missionaries that it talked about. He has been a member of the Frikirke but he had learned of Joseph Smith's story and wanted a Book of Mormon and the address to our church. He plans on coming next week at two for the first time. He was knowledgeable about our faith and very prepared. I set up an appointment with him for tomorrow and actually considered inviting him to baptism then and there on the bus. As I began to explain our purpose as missionaries however he told me to wait until Tuesday to continue the conversation about church because he had to get off. I was content with giving him a Mormons Bog marked to 2 Nephi 31 and telling him we'd see him soon. I kept waiting the whole time for someone to tell me that it was a joke and that this guy was secretly a member from the 1st ward in Odense that I didn't recognize because he literally was answering every question I asked him in the best way possible. I really thought this kind of thing never happened, but this man found me thanks to some random bus ride and asked me to join the church pretty much. His name is Kim, and yes that's a guys name in Danmark. Another thing I was thankful for was the fact that I could understand him and respond with ease. We taught a lady named Christina this week who talks in a way that I couldn't understand a word and she couldn't understand me at all (turns out she's half deaf so that part wasn't my fault) but I understood this man almost perfectly which is good cause I don't think he could speak English. Christina is also awesome! She has told us she wants to be a member of our church and actually told a few people at church that she was a member. We'll make that happen soon enough :) She's working on giving up smoking and really likes what we're teaching. She is an artist and is actually painting a picture of Christ based off of a picture on the pamphlet that Ældste Larsen gave to her. She told us that Christ has helped her in her life and that she wants to join a church and that ours is the only one she likes because of what we teach as well as the fact that we don't put other churches down. My good buddy Andreas is also considering baptism! He's 21 and loves the youth in the church and all the activities. We're working on making sure he comprehends all the commitments and meanings of everything. He was ADHD so sometimes it's a struggle to focus the lessons and to make sure everything is happening for the right reasons. Also I saw this on the street and learned that in Danmark they have a funny tradition where whenever a man turns thirty and hasn't been married yet they put this ugly looking statue thing on his yard to mock him... If an unmarried woman turns thirty however all of her friends grab cinnamon and attack her with it. So occasionally there are random piles of cinnamon outside peoples houses. I don't think that would be fun. So Christmas is also already being celebrated over here. I'll send a 2nd email with those pictues because it was awesome and happened right outside of our apartment. Keep on being awesome and I still want to hear from all of you! Jeg elsker jer, Ældste Durrant This crowd was just outside our apartment. I took this from our window. We went down with them to watch Santa Claus and the mayor (cause you know they're really tight with each other) they had over 100,000 lights that were turned on at once (But Santa could have been lying cause he was speaking Danish and everyone knows Santa doesn't really speak danish) This is what the crowd looked like after they turned the lights on. It was pretty sweet to watch them all turn on at once. The picture doesn't quite do it justice. This is the ''Store Juletræ'' that we can see from our window. I like it. Obviously the Danes don't follow the rule about waiting till after Thanksgiving because they don't have Thanksgiving. But ya know, I like Christmas so thats ok. You all have fun with the Thanksgiving feast! Sorry I glemte to put a cool title on the last email, feel free to make up your own. See ya!