I've eaten a lot here...I'm not gonna lose weight in the MTC...maybe in the field.
I'm so glad the Lord comforted you by showing Elder Call's family. I did see him in the airport. And a few minutes later we also met Elder Lillywhite. And we're all going to the same mission!
When I boarded the plane, I also noticed a few of the singers from Pentatonix...so that's cool.
Snakes on a Plane!!!!
Just kidding, it was a spider on Elder Call...I didn't tell him.
I noticed a pin on the stewardess's shirt. It was a Dominican flag. So I asked if that's where she was from. When she learned I was going to her country, she basically treated me like her granddaughter. And fed me. A lot.
Everybody gets 1 bag of pretzels on the plane right? she gave me two. And then she walked back later and gave me two more. I don't even like pretzels! And then she gave me a pack of 7 granola bars! I had no idea where to put all this food. I wasn't hungry and bags were stuffed. She came back and gave me a banana too!!
So I fit the banana in my waterbottle and just over-stuffed my bag with the pretzels and granola bars. She was so nice
When we landed in new york, I shared my plenty with the Elders so we could have breakfast without spending money.
The plane from New York to Santo Domingo was full of Dominicans, all of them speaking very fast Spanish. I was sitting next to an older couple and after a while worked up the courage to start a conversation with them, hoping I remembered enough Spanish. The conversation went a lot more terribly than I was expecting. Because they didn't speak Spanish. They were from some other Caribbean island that spoke French. So the conversation ended quickly and we kept to ourselves.
I didn't sleep much on the plane, but oh well. It was fine
When we landed in Santo Domingo, the Elders and I worked our way through customs and such. Working together to find out where we were supposed to go. About 30 minutes behind us were 3 more elders, all going to Santiago Mission as well. We waited by baggage claim while they went through customs and then we had a happy reunion. We were strangers to each other, but it felt like a reunion. I met Elder Lualamaga. And introduced myself to Elder Fenn, I said "Hi! I'm Sister Pollard!" He said "Hi! I'm Sis- wait No! No, I'm Elder Fenn!" I thought it was funny. I then introduced myself to Elder Taylor, and he did the exact same thing!! "Hi, I'm Sister Pollard!" and "hello Sister Pollard!, I'm Sister Ta- No!! Wait." So after we gathered all of our bags (everything made it through okay) and had met all of the missionaries, we walked out of the airport and saw a big guy holding a sign that said "CCM" and had a picture of Angel Moroni. (CCM is the spanish version of MTC). Waiting with him was another sister who had gotten there before all of us. Her name is Hermana Henry, and she's from Jamaica. She is actually my companion.
After a terrifying ride through the city, we arrived at the gates of the Santo Domingo Temple. The CCM is on Temple grounds! We met the other missionaries and the President and settled in a little. It is a small MTC. There are 4 districts. All of the missionaries that are going to the Santo Domingo West Mission have already been in the MTC for 3 weeks. They are the Ammon district. My district is of those going to Santiago. We are Alma. There's a district for Native-Spanish speakers (Nefi), and one for Haitians (Lehi)
Alma - 7
Nefi - 3
Ammon - 8
Lehi - 8
only 26 missionaries in the entire MTC. So we get to know eachother very well. Except for the Haitians, because they speak French. It's hard to get to know them.
Oh my goodness! Time goes by so fast!! I have so much more to say, but I'm out of time. I didn't even get to my mass email!
Oh well, I'll get to that next week.
Since I'm out of time to write anyone else, tell Kendyl to send the picture of me by the river
um.. pictures and more information will come next week,
I love you!
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