So I've been bad at remembering to take pictures of stuff this week but here are some pictures of last weeks adventures! This is an old looking grave stone that actually isn't that old... but the graveyard was a neat place and we think there was a viking burial mound in the middle of it as well!
One of my fancy sandwhiches. They actually don't call them sandwhiches and just call them ''foods'' which I don't really understand, but hey I guess it works. Yes you eat them with forks and knives. I felt too fancy because that parsley looking stuff was growing in dirt about 2 seconds before it went onto the sandwhich... we had to cut it with little scissors so we could put it on the food.
But as for stuff this week, it's just been another week of hard work! We had one of our friends at church yesterday, he's an Atheist and asked a lot of good questions. I'm always way over concerned about people at church for the first time and about all the things that are said or who talks to them or doesn't and blah blah blah, and although he though sacrament meeting was a bit long he met a lot of new friends and had some great conversations with a few members including a past atheist so that was great to see.
We also played soccer or ''football'' with some of the youth in our area and now I'm way sore... I didn't realize how much I don't run out here. Just walking or biking... or sitting. Speaking of biking we got our bikes up and running for the first time since I've been here. We only are allowed to drive the car for 2000 kilometers each month which is way limiting considering the massiveness of our area. So we bike around Holbæk to try and save on the car. We've been able to do some good work in the city talking to everyone and we taught five lessons this week so it wasn't too bad. We had one interesting experience as we realized we still had about twenty minutes left and we had finished all of our plans. We took a walk out on the fjord (gah... it means ocean kind of... I think the English word is inlet or something) to try and find a few people to talk to and saw a group of young Danish girls sitting on a blanket as well as an old lady taking a smoke on a bench not too far away. We decided to talk to the lady on the bench, and she was way nice! We had a good talk about the Book of Mormon and gave her a chapter about the Plan of Salvation because she had just lost a few members of her family. She was happy to talk to us and accepted our invitation to learn about it and gave us her number! The whole time though these girls that were on the blanket behind her kept making faces and gestures at us... like weeeeird ones. Two started posing trying to catch our attention. I just had to block out the inappropriate motions they were making to try and focus on helping this lady... LITERALLY THEY WERE LIKE SIRENS! Haha after we were walking away they tried to call out to us and wated us to come over and talk to them but I just smiled and waved and left. Just another example of putting off the distractions to focus on what really matters. Hopefully that lady will pursue this farther!
Transfer calls should be coming soon though. Like in an hour or so... We're hoping to stay together another transfer because things are going great! Me and Elder Enniss get along really great and I love the ward here, it's so big! Two of the members that are around 20 years old are about ready to leave on missions to South Africa and Scotland! I get to go through the temple with them on Saturday! It'll be my first time going through the Danish temple so I'm way pumped! I went on splits with one of the guys that just got back from his mission to England and I really realized that for the first time his personality didn't change to me when he spoke English. I can communicate with everyone in Danish but in the past they haven't been as real of conversations as they are in English, at least to me. But when he switched to talk to another missionary in English I realized that it didn't make much of a difference which was fun to notice. It really depends on each person though... the dialects here are ridiculous. You can make a three hour trip and all of a sudden they speak 150% different, to the point that Danes have difficulty understanding each other from other areas of the country. Some people I can catch every single word... and others I barely get what they are talking about -_-
Also, can I just say I wanna go to Greenland? It's in our mission but the First Presidency hasn't dedicated it for missionary work. There were two elders there a few years ago and in just two months they had close to ten people ready to go for baptism but they had to get pulled out because I guess it just isn't time for missionaries to be there or something. :( I'm teaching two Greenlandic women and they are super nice! We also had this crazy guy ride a bus with us and follow us on a train to tell us all about how much he loves Greenland and how if we went there then way more people would listen to us. Literally Greenland is the only thing he wanted to talk about. I asked him like three different questions and each time his answer somehow invloved the history of the Vikings and Greenland...
Sometimes the work gets repetitive but me and Elder Enniss are working on ways to change things up and really get something going here in our area. We're working on a preposition to either allow us to stay overnight with some members a couple days a week so that we can go to the bottom part of our area or else give us more elders or something so we can visit the people that are so hard to get to! I invited the mission president to our district meeting this Thursday to talk about it so wish us luck :) Next week is my 11 month mark! Wow. Crazy in many different ways.
Love you all!
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