14 juin 2010 (Day 293)
We had a fun day doing stuff around the house babysitting the plumber. He is a really nice man and quite funny. We only worry that he did nothing about all the mold he found behind the tile. Our Indian internet friend said that we could move into his house today (oh boy) and I made some rocking real pain perdu…yum!
15 juin 2010 (Day 294)
Today the plumber was here tiling over the mold….er wall. We had the elders come babysit him and we went off to see Fran and Stan. Only Fran was there so we had a discussion about prophets. We found out that she had seen a member who had came to teach one of the lessons with the missionaries smoking. She also had a lot of other examples of people who were very religious who were not “good” people. It is really sad because the example of these people is hindering her progress. Oh how important it is to be a good example because people are watching!
So the plumber mysteriously disappeared and he didn’t put all of the shower together. It is quite the mystery. We had dinner and then went over to the Kuseling’s to talk to the Relief Society President about less active members. We ended up doing that for about 5 minutes and got persuaded to eat another dinner. It was a really delicious dinner with their 500 children (okay, not 500 but 5 or so). We were then going to go to the Elders house who live close to the Kuseling’s to take a shower, but Sr. Hulet forgot to bring the towels so we called and went over to Loli’s around 9:30 pm. We got home after 10:30 and then baked a cake for Elder Rogers’ birthday while we waited for Sister Hulet’s family to call.
16 juin 2010 (Day 295)
Today was a very fun day. After frosting the cake we went out and met some of Sister Hulet’s family to go around Paris with them for the day (yes, we had permission). We met up with Gramma Graff, Uncle Carey (an ex-member of the church), Aunt Jenny & their daughter Missy (16), cute Uncle Graham who is mentally disabled, and our charming Josh, Sr. Hulet’s brother. They were all really neat people and we had fun showing them around Paris. All in all we saw: the Eiffel Tower, Monmartre, Sacre Coeur, The Moulin Rouge, the Madeline, The Arc de Triomphe, Place de Concorde, and the Notre Dame. I got lost from the group on the subway (not my fault), but luckily I found the group again My favorite thing was probably getting Italian gelato and going to the Shakespeare and Company Bookstore. It is the coolest bookstore that I have ever been in and we actually got to see the very very very old owner George. He lets people stay in his bookstore if they don’t have a place to stay as well as offering a piano to play on, a type writer, and hundreds of books to read upstairs that are not for sale. Josh was completely enchanted with Paris after coming here. We had a nice dinner in the Latin Quarter and then we tried to catch the RER home. It took a while because a greve (strike) had started so the RER wasn’t running very regularly. And yes, we got home late again.
17 juin 2010 (Day 296)
Not sleeping is wearing on me. 10:30 bedtime sure is inspired. The plumber came back today to finish the shower. We had to leave district meeting to come watch him. It is a bummer because we had a nice lesson about charity and then we were having a birthday party for Elder Rogers with decoration, cake, and raclette. They did bring over the leftovers though and we not have an absurd amount of potatoes and such.
We then went running off to catch our train to Belgium. We are going on splits with the sisters there. We had to leave really early because of the strike; there are not a lot of trains running. We got up to the platform and were waiting for the RER to come and we realized that Sister Hulet didn’t have the train tickets to get to Belgium!! We went back down to find them and I handed her my bags and went running (literally,,,you know you are tired when it is easier to run than walk) and found our tickets which had gotten dropped and ran back to catch a RER. Sadly, while stepping on the RER I realized that admist my super-star running to find the tickets my name badge came off. I’m still quite distraught, especially since Sr. Hulet said we couldn’t go back to find it and waited at the train station for 90 minutes. To console myself I found a very delicious blueberry muffin and then we went off to Belgium! To make my day more unpleasant whilst on the train I couldn’t find my ticket when they asked for it! I was in quite the panic. Luckily the train conductor didn’t kick me off. We got into Charleroi around 9:30 pm and went trekking up the hill to get to the apartment. Charleroi has a very cute apartment with an awesome loft and desks and chairs for everyone! I slept on the couch.
25 juin 2010 (Day 297)
Today was the official start of our exchanges and I was with Sister Burgoyne. We all studied and then at 10 am Sr. B. and I went off to teach this cute old lady Anne Marie. She is such a positive little old lady and had the cutest twinkle in her eyes. His husband is ill and she was talking a lot about life and death so we decided to skip to the plan of salvation which she believed with ease. We then went back to the apartment to have lunch and then we went to visit Valerie. Valerie is around 30 or so and she recently got reunited with her childhood friend who just joined the church. She has a walking disability, but she is a sweetheart. She believes in God and Jesus, but she doesn’t really have a religious background and she has never read the Bible. She is so willing to learn and know everything. She had some basic questions but it just so open. She was asking us if someone could drive her to church (she can’t walk well and the bus by her house doesn’t run on Sundays). She informed us that she understood if we couldn’t find a ride for this Sunday (seeing as it was already Friday afternoon), but that for sure for next week. She also wants a hymn book and told us that she’ll need to know and understand things better before she can be baptized (did I mention that we didn’t mention baptism).
We then went off to do a couple of passbys. We never found the houses though. One was kind of Harry Potteresque. We found 90, 92, 96, and 98 but not 94. I found this cute old man who had does some genealogy at the church while looking for house 94; he made me smile. The next house was also a bad address so we decided to do a consecrated hour in that area (an hour devoted to finding people). Before going porting (porte = door in french, porting = going door-to-door) I REALLY needed to go potty. We went to a member’s house, but no answer! We then called. Thankfully she was home. I got to use the bathroom and we gave a spiritual thought. My bathroom break ended up being an hour long, but Julie needed a visit from us today. Our consecrated hour went well. Lots of doors didn’t ever open, others got open and then shut, but for some we got to stay and talk a while. We learned that the more questions you ask, the more you can get them to talk. We had one “old fox” (his words, not mine) inform us that when we were older we would understand, had an old lady tell us we were insulting her great great great great grandmother who was catholic by asking if we could just sing her a song about Jesus, spoke to a nice man who believed in God but didn’t feel comfortable at church, and several people who just believed in themselves.
We then headed home and got some frites! Belgium fries (the birthplace of French Fries) are delicious! They have about 20 sauce flavors and a small (that feeds two people dinner) is around 2 euros. Sister Burgoyne is really nice. She is a really hard worker and has really long legs (aka she walks super fast). I had a lot of fun being with her and seeing her diligence. Belgium is really pretty. It was nice to have some “mountains” (hills from the mining done in Charleroi back in the day) and see all the brick buildings. It was a good change from France and all the white houses with the closed off yards.
26 juin 2010 (Day 298)
We slept over in Charleroi again last night and then woke up early (well at least some crazy person set an alarm for 5:30 am and didn’t tell me it wasn’t our alarm to wake up, nor that it wasn’t 6:30. We bought some chocolate and then speed walked down to the gare to get on our train just in time. Once we finally got onto French territory we checked our messages and I found out that I get to give a talk in church. Tomorrow morning. Yay. Naturally a mad study of my scriptures ensued until we got to Paris and then went home, had lunch, and then headed off to a baptism in Torcy. The baptism was good. The font didn’t get filled up early enough (as usual) so we were throwing bowls of water into the font that was still very very shallow and the man was very tall. The poor kid just about floated on the top so they had to baptize him twice and quite literally looked like they were trying to drown him.
We went to Sr. Simba’s and taught Kalvin and Jennifer about the restoration. Sr. Simba had a daughter-in-law that watched the film and really liked it. She is going off to Congo on Monday though. We actually got in on time today so to calm my stress about my talk I made banana carrot bread and then worked on my talk. Sr. Hulet was going to help me, but she fell asleep at 9:30. Her friend Sr. Bagwell called her at 10:30 and told me to wake her up and they talked until 11:30. All this time I was working away in the HEAT (it is so hot and they don’t have A/C) and decided it was time to call it quits at 11:30.
27 juin 2010 (Day 299)
I was not feeling well when I first woke up this morning. I actually woke up around 4:30 to relieve my bladder (my kidneys are just so efficient) and ended up with a bloody nose and almost passing out. Due to my lovely circumstance we sluffed DMP meeting and I finished my talk. We stayed awake by fanning ourselves in church and my talk about being a covenant people since the beginning went relatively well, all things considered (time constraints, language constraints, heat, fatigue).
We came home and I made Chinese and then took a nap. During the rest of the day I got 1.5 more nosebleeds and chewing gum stuck all over both of my shoes. Sr. Hulet and I went out to do a passby and then a consecrated hour that wasn’t as successful as the last one. Sr. Hulet is actually really good at shoving pamphlets and such into people’s unwanting hands though. Going to Belgium was good for her. You could see a change and she was so ridiculously happy there. When we got to Belgium her eyes just lighted up and I felt like I was taking a six-year-old to Disneyland for the first time.
It took us a really long time to get home from our consecrated hour, but we met a lot of neat people on our way home and got a couple of numbers.

