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 with "Virginia is America, you are Virginia, so you are America. Now go preach!"


My trainer is super cool, an elder form Midway named Elder Reinquest. He's about 6 foot 4, so we give off a great "legal adult with their 2nd grader" appearance. We havent taught any lessons yet, but contacting in front of the Food Lion (Walmart but worse) has been exciting.


A spiritual moment that happened was on the plane. I bought a Lego set to entertain me (I rejoice in my 2nd grader-ness) but wound up giving it to a flight attendant on a whim from another Elder. It touched her heart, and was a great intro to the Mission!


So, all in all it has been a chaotic mess of a week, but I have a prayer, a quad, and my area book finally updated, so here we go!


All the Wuvs, Elder McMullin 


Photos! 
1:the Methodists and Baptists are locked in eternal conflict. Nerds. 
2: A very crispy member meal.
3: The USS Wisconsin, a decommissioned battleship that is weirdly fun to pros around.
4: I am proud to say I am the only Greenie Elder who filed my driving paperwork. Bow to me meager peasants.
5: My juicebox ran out, ok?
6: We spent our first night in a hotel, and I got my last good sleep for about 2 years.





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