Saints On A Plane

Hello again everyone! This week has been every flavor of wild, and I can finally say that I am now OFFICIALLY IN THE FIELD! Not a literal field though, as I have been assigned to the Newtown area, a bustling metropolis with a whole 2 skyscrapers and entirely brick sidewalks that I have tripped on more often than not. So, without further ado, here's the week of Elder McMullin! It all got started at the glorious hour of 3:30 Am on Wednesday for the flight out, meaning a midnight walk through the MTC and a stanky bus ride to Salt lake City. Then, we boarded our flight to Minneapolis (strange layover) while the rest of my MTC friends bragged about all the apostles they were seeing around the MTC. But hey, THEY didn't get a delayed flight in an airport where most of the drop ceiling is missing. Once in Richmond, we had a BBQ and met the President, a little firebrand politician who gives major 'murica vibes. These vibes became real with our intro lesson, which can be summed up wi...