The
last week at the MTC was pretty normal, besides the fact that it was my
birthday! Thank you to everyone who sent me Dear Elders, it took me a
while to sort them out, but I got it. It was a really nice surprise. We
ate the cupcakes and let loose a confetti blaster that sounded like a
shotgun (I thought we would get in trouble, it was so loud). Also,
missionaries going to Portugal got surprise reassignments. There was a
lot of crying. Turns out that most of the visas came the very next day.
Only 4 people still had to go to their reassignments, out of 20 or so.
So that's good. Sister Savage and Sister Jarnagin from our district went
to Arcadia, California and Tucson, Arizona. The people going to
Portugal had to wait another day in the MTC for their visas to show up.
Well,
then we left for Cabo Verde at 6am last Tuesday. The flights through
Atlanta up to Madrid were pretty uneventful, and we only got like 3
hours of sleep each during those 12 hours. When we arrived in Madrid,
Elder Masubelele and Elder Maake (from South Africa) got taken away by
customs, and we had no idea why. We waited for about an hour, until the
cops came back without the elders and told us that their visas wouldn't
get them through, and that they would be sent back to Atlanta. We went
right away to find a phone. The airport was big, and had literally no
phones anywhere. When we finally found one, everything was in Spanish,
so we had no clue how to work it, of course. When we finally found the
language button, we tried calling an operator to hook us up with the MTC
Travel Office. The operator hung up when the electronic greeting came
on. We were pretty ticked off about that. Finally, after 2 hours trying
to work them, I finally managed to get the cards my parents gave me to
work. Elder Massey called his mom, who helped us contact everyone. It
took them 3 hours to tell us what to do. They told us to get on the next
flight to Lisbon. We were like "we could have done that hours ago". The
next flight wasn't for another 3 hours, so we had to wait even longer.
We ended up spending about 10 hours or so in Madrid. I don't really like
Spain anymore.
Well, once we got to Portugal, the Mission
President, Brother Fluckiger, and his wife let us stay at their house.
They're really awesome people. The food was awesome, the view was
fantastic, and people were a lot nicer there than the Spanish. We took
the next flight to Cabo Verde, at 1pm the next day. We had probably the
worst in-flight meal I've ever had. Some weird cheese crepe. So gross.
But anyways, when we got there, we met President Matthews, and he told
me to stay at the airport, I was going straight to my area! I met my
companheiro, Elder Figuereido (I think that's right) at the airport.
He´s a super awesome person, really strong missionary, and a Portuguese
native who learned English on the mission! (I was grateful for that.) We
landed in Sao Vincente, and the ZLs took us to our residence in
Mindelo. We're in the 5th ward in the stake here, I think there's only
one stake on the island.
The ward I'm in is kinda in the
ghetto, with garbage all over the streets. Our apartment is nice, except
the fact that it smells funny, was absolutely disgusting looking when
we arrived (we had to ask a member to clean it for us, we didn't have
time), and the showers are forever cold. There are stray dogs
everywhere, every one of which will growl and bark at you. Also, I can't
understand the slightest bit of Creole, so I've been basically sitting
in lessons looking lost, bearing a short testimony when my companheiro
looks at me.
In
all honesty, I'm pretty much having the time of my life! The city is
absolutely beautiful, and the night sky is so clear I can't even
describe it. Soooo nice. Even though I can't understand anyone, they're
all really understanding and nice. Like they'll let absolute strangers
into their house if they ask. Everyone. Also, on Saturday my companheiro
asked me if I could give the invitations to read the Book of Mormon,
pray about it, and be baptized if they confirm it. I was nervous at
first, but the first person I invited, George, accepted! We even have
his baptism set for the 28th! We also found another investigator who we
put for the same date, named Claudia. The problem is, we asked both to
come to church, and neither were home when we showed up on Sunday. Also,
we're 99% certain that George has a serious smoking problem. He has a
good heart, though. When we showed the picture of the First Vision, he
literally just burst into tears on the spot. It was so cool. I love it
here, I love the people (who I can't understand, but my companheiro says
my Portuguese is good, so at least they can understand me!), and I love
serving! We had a Zone Meeting on Saturday, and the other Elders here
are awesome. They said it took about 2 transfers for them to have any
idea what was going on during lessons. I hope it doesn't take that long
for me, 3 months without any clue seems really long. I'm still having a
fun time, and can't wait to get back out there!
Hope everyone is doing well,
Elder Penner
All the Cabo Verde missionaries at the MTC
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All the Cabo Verde missionaries at the MTC |
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Portugal Mission home |
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The 6 of us that made it through to Portugal |
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The view from my apartment |