Monday, June 19, 2017

How I Lost My Companion

Elder Martschenko doing yoga in the park

In terms of active members, we had maybe six or seven before the three baptisms last week, so it's a significant increase. Now we actually have to find a primary teacher. And they came to church on Sunday. I was super surprised, too, cause the mom called me that morning and said someone was sick and so they couldn't make it, but then they showed up a few minutes late (or at least the mom and the daughter--the son is the one that's sick.) So I was super impressed they made the trip out, even with a sick son at home. The mission president is coming here this week, and they should be meeting with him, so that'll help them a bit too.

As for my new companion---that's a bit of a funny story. I received my train tickets last Monday to get ready to head to L'viv to pick up my new companion and go through the two-day new missionary orientation thing. So the plan was to leave Tuesday afternoon (on a six hour, private coupe all alone on the way to L'viv---that's the dream.) A couple hours before the train was supposed to leave, I got a call saying my companion had just received his visa to Germany, so he would not be coming to this mission. They told me not to take the train and to just stay in Uzhhorod for the time being. 

I was pretty disappointed I wasn't going to get to go to L'viv, but I was more disappointed in the fact that since all the other missionaries were being transferred and no one would be in Uzhhorod, it was gonna work out that I would ave to take a six hour, metal seat, train to L'viv at five o'clock Thursday morning, wait in L'viv for a couple hours, and then take another six hour, metal seat train back to Uzhhorod, getting in at midnight with the new people coming to Uzhhorod. 

Fortunately, it didn't work out like that. They called back about ten minutes later, and told me just to take the train to L'viv, hang out during the orientation thing (I had a small part to present) and then just come back with the other two that were coming to Uzhhorod Thursday evening. so everything worked out for the best and I still got my six hour train ride to myself and I still got to go to L'viv. I'm kinda bummed I didn't get to train this guy, I'm sure it would ave helped my Ukrainian a lot, but that's ok. Now I'm in a tri-panionship with a couple other missionaries here, so I've basically just been showing them around Uzhhorod, cause I could get transferred any time.

I attached a few pics/videos, one of me when I paid 30 hryven to rent a hoverboard for 10 minutes . . . 


some of my private coupe on the train . . .



 some of me being in the train station in K'viv alone at 11:00 at night (after that I had to go hire a taxi to drive me through the city) . . . 



Some of me doing yoga at a park in L'viv . . .



 and then one of the other people who served in Uzhhorod the last transfer that are now gone . . .




Anyway, glad to hear y'all survived trek and hope you had a great week!


Alec

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