Now! Cue the dancing bears!

Hi!

So another transfer has passed. I'm still in the country of Taebek. Still alive. I just survived about a seven hour bus ride (to and fro) of Seoul. Yeah, that wasn't so much fun. My companion poor Elder Grose is dead to me now, he has moved on and gone back to the hustle bustle of the city. My new companion is Elder DeCamp - he's almost done with his mission. He has two transfers left. Hopefully it'll be a good couple of transfers!

Anyway, yesterday was quite the interesting day out here in Korean Land. We were coming back from a new investigator's house when we stopped and talked to a guy. He said he wanted to learn English and about God, so he gave us his number and we kept going. Ok. Cool.

After that we went and met one of our members (a 75 year old man that doesn't have a family out here) that wanted to take us out for lunch because Elder Grose was leaving. He's a funny guy that likes to talk alot about the gospel and what he hs been studying lately. He speaks amazing English. He took us out for Japanese food (Chris and Jessica... do you eat sushi all the time? and fish eggs? I had some strange foods there yesterday and it made me wonder what you two're eating over there daily...). It was really good, and a lot of fun to spend some time with him there. After that, we had another appointment to teach a children's english class just as a service project. Originally we were supposed to take a bus down there, so we headed off toward the bus stop. We got there, and started waiting around just a minute or two for the bus. Then a car pulled off the side of the road, the man rolled down his window, and asked us where we were going. I have never seen this man. As we were getting into the car, I asked Elder Grose "Who is this guy?". He didn't know either.

So let me lay out what is going on in my mind for you here. I'm in Korea. I'm in a small town - I had just returned from eating sushi with a 75 year old Korean, when a stranger pulled over and gave us a ride about 20 minutes away.

...What?

We talked to him while were in the car, asked hima few questions to try and get to know him... He wouldn't tell us his name (he just said that he's a guy that lives in an apartment nearby), but he gave us his number and was really really nice to us as we left.

It was weird.

Now I'm going to fast forward to the night time. Elder Grose and I had an appointment with one of our investigators that we haven't met for a while. We were at the branch president's house eating dinner (another farewell thing for Elder Grose), so the branch president's wife gave us a ride to the church. Her youngest daughter jumped into the car with us, and she was just having a good time there with us. We pulled up to the church, and the little girl got out with us, and the mom drove away.

Yeah, we were expecting her to come back soon, too.

She didn't.

So we had a good meeting with our investigator and our branch president's 4 year old daughter. We ate some kimbahp together and had a grand ol' time - the little girl seemed to enjoy it when I'd make faces at her.

After our investigator had to go, we grabbed a taxi and headed back to our branch president's house. We dropped her off, and he gave us a ride back home.

Needless to say, it was a weird day indeed.

But! That's just another day in the life of the babysittin'-Korean Land-lubbin' missionary! Stay healthy and happy everyone else!

-Elder Webster