23 days and counting!!!

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MY FLIGHT PLANS CAME ON FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Yeah that's pretty much what went through my head when I got it.

It's gonna be weird.  I dunno if you've got my plans or not but for me:

 

I leave from Narita Airport at 3 in the afternoon.  I arrive in detroit at 1 in the afternoon (wait arriving before I leave... xD)

Then I have an 8 hour layover.  My next plane leaves at 9 at night and I arrive sometime around 11...  so...

I dunno how your guy's works but I have an 11 hour flight first off.  and I thought, hmmm getting there at 1pm... not bad.  but then I realized that I will still be on Japan time... which means like 2 in the morning for me...  which probably means that my 8 over layover will be spent sleeping.  then my last 1.5 hour plane ride will be spent dendoing (proselyting) the person next to me.  Then I'll be wide awake for the car ride home and most of the rest of the night.  Probably... 

well that's the end of that thought process.

I just can't think about it otherwise it messes with my head.  It's so weird to think that my 2 years is up.  This coming Saturday I hit my 2 year mark...  Well if I remember correctly then yes it probably feels exactly the same way that it did when I left for my mission. 

Yes things are moving quickly.  Actually the first 2 transfers were the slowest.  And since then every transfer has gotten successively faster to the point that I'm like.... 'Wait whaaaattt? Where did the time go?  When did Sierra get her drivers license? When did mom get grey hair (chuckle)?  When did adam turn 17?  Where did my mission go?'  Far too fast.

But yeah not too too much new that happened this past week.  This coming week though I have a lot. On Wednesday I have an interview with President Budge because my temple recommend expired.  Then I also have an interview with Elder Koichi Aoyagi of the 1st quorum of the 70...  I don't know why... I'll let you know more next week. 

But yeah should be good. =D

 

Thanks for the news and everything.  You all are in my prayers every day.  Love you

 

Elder Keith

キース長老

 

And give gradma great big hug for me please =D.  Remind her that we still have a lunch date set for the week that I get back.  And tell her that I love her and miss her.  And the same thing to grandpa.  Thank you so much.

I apologize that I have not added more pictures from Elder Keith's mission. I am not that techie and I just discovered how to add pictures!! I will see if I can find some more to post. --Michele

Week 101 + or -

Hey, (and mom it's choro.  pronounced chohroh.  xD (big hug))

 

So.  Those young ones seem to be quite a handful now don't they?  Gonna be weird coming home huh? Well it would be weird anyway (no offense).  

 

Your story made me laugh too mom.  I can just picture the look of shock and almost hear their thoughts as they drive up into the yard.  That is definitely not something that you want to have happen as a missionary.  It's not something that we really have in Japan, one because no one really has that big a house/that much land, and then unless people are at the beach they usually don't wear bikinis.  xD  No, they content themselves wearing short skirts instead.  And it's not a seasonal thing either.  (-_-;)

That's way cool though.  It's become so incredible to me.  To hear how people met the missionaries and then became converted to the gospel. 

...heehee... you fell in love with the missionaries.  xD  But I guess it's not overly surprising because we are pretty drop-dead handsome guys.  And the Japanese people are absolutely in love with my eyebrows.  (-_-;) Just yesterday at church our dendo shunin (ward mission leader) told me that his daughter said that 'Elder Keith's eyebrows are cute.'  ....  uhhhh  thanks?...... but yeah then we ended up going over to that family's house for dinner, and the mom said that sometimes her and the daughter (like 15) sometimes talk about us missionaries.  And then she said that they were saying that when they talk to me, it's ok at the start, but then instead of looking at my eyes they end up looking at my eyebrows...  -sigh-  but it's all good. 

 

So now a couple things you can put on the blog. 

1.(for anyone intending to write me a letter)  Don't worry about writing me snail mail paper letters anymore.  I've only got a little bit of time left and odds are good that I won't have time to write anyone back,  and even if I do get time, I'll probably not write back on the grounds that I'll just come and say thanks once I get back.

 

2.  So I think that the scars have healed enough to say that about 3 weeks back I fell from my bike.  (^_^;)  But this time it wasn't because I was being reckless.

We had just come from a teaching appointment with the sisters and were headed back to the church for our weekly ping pong activity (which I can proudly say that I started) and I was going down a hill pretty fast.  And since there was another hill coming up I decided that I wanted to get more speed and go up the hill better, so I switched gears.  But my bike, the good ol' green hornet, needed the chain to be oiled.  Pretty badly.  And after suffering almost 2 years of excruciating abuse at the hands of Elder Keith (he learned how to bunny hop a bike, among countless other things) it was probably fed up.  So the chain came off but because I was still pedaling hard, when it came off and all my weight was on my one foot, that caused me to unbalanace past the point of recovery.  The sister who was behind me in our line of bikes said that I flew.  I don't really know how it happened.  I do know that I became well acquainted with road rash.  Probably the worst case that I've ever had in my life.  Wasn't fun.  I got 2 spots on my right hand, one on each of the upper side of my arms.  a small one on my knee, a bruised shoulder and a small one on my left hand, besides the 3 or so on the knuckles of my right hand.  So I got back up on my bike and raced to church (5 mins away) and started washing out my injuries.  The sisters pulled out the first aid kits while my companion pulled out his grammar book and started studying.  Then one of the sisters had what's called essential oils.  They're supposed to be good for healing and stuff.  So they used that and I've just been working carefully since then.  They're healed to the point now, that I don't really need to worry anymore but yeah.  It was fun.  Painful but fun.

 

(If you check the mission blog that I sent, the picture of us around the table eating, I tried to hide it, but I'm sure if you look closely you can see that I have bandages on and stuff)

 

3.  We had a record the other day.  5 big roaches in one day.  1 got away but we found him the next day.  He died.  I haven't kept track but we must be up over 60 roaches since I got here now.  Excluding the babies that is.  Well that's what happens when the woman below you doesn't throw out her trash.  Like her door is jammed and when she does get it open she has to climb on top of 2 feet of trash to get in.  And I'm not exaggerating at all.

 

4.  We gave service at a kinda like day-care where mentally handicapped people go.  It was kinda weird.  Kinda funny. Kinda terrifying all at the same time.  But everyone was way nice.  It was way fun.  So we're going back there again next week. 

 

So yeah that's been the scoop on me this past week.  And this coming week is equally as busy!  xD  Well actually this week is more busy but that's life. 

 

Thanks so much.  Love you =D

 

Elder Keith

キース長老

Shashin!!