Tuesday July 25th I entered the MTC. There was no turning back now.
Because the all the foreigners arrive a day earlier than the Americans, there wasn't so many people standing around, most people
don't come with Family
members as they have already said good bye in their own countries. There were a few other Elders who arrived around the same time as me. But pretty much, I was it.
Mark, Laura and I said our goodbyes and then I was left to fend for myself - no more ski lifts, no more wearing shorts, no more caramel apples, no more driving or jumping off bridges, from here on out it was MTC time, which meant STUDY time all day, every day!
Laura says Goodbye my dear sister - Goodluck out there - don't do anything I wouldn't do (so that pretty much left me with the option to do whatever the hell I wanted to do)
When Mark and Laura departed, I shed a tear, ok not really. When they left this nice old lady took me and showed me where I needed to go. They usuall
y find some Elder running around somewhere an
d make them carry your suitcase for you. She took me into a little office and made sure I was who I said I was, and the two other Elder arrived (from Canada I think). they took us into a room, gave us our badges and these little green dots we had to wear and then showed us to our dorm rooms. The lady put me in a room - where there was NO ONE, and said, there you go.. and I said, so.... what do I do? and she said... just wait here. So I waited, and I only had to wait for a few minutes when the door opened and a Sister from Canada had arrived. Sister Pierson, she was heading to Salt Lake South and was learning S
panish. Sister Pierson was my first unofficial companion. We had an hour or so to wait until we were to be in meeting. So we took a wonder around MTC to see what was about and to see if we could find a few things. We then headed to
the meeting where we meet about 15 other missionaries, from about 10 different countries - it was really awesome. Some of them couldn't speak english so they were given interpretors for the day.
We all introduced ourselfs and said
we were going
on our missions. There were Elders from Germany, Switzerland, Italy, Spain, Canada and I don
't even remember where else. But we spent most of the day together and got to know each other well and would often see each other around the MTC during our time there - so that was nice.
Every Tuesday night in the MTC we have a devotional where someone for the Quorum of the 70 usually comes to speak, or sometimes even one of the 12. So it
was exciting to see who was going to show up from week to week. I got to hear from President Hinckley's son, Elder Ballard and heaps heaps more.
The next day we were to meet all the 'other' missionaries, meaning all the American missionaries. I don't know how many there were coming in, but I think it was about 200 or maybe even
more.
Sister Pierson and I
Notice the massive orange and green d
ots on our badges..?
The orange was to tell everyone that were 'new missionaries' and the green was to tell everyone we were 'foreign'...yeah good way to make poeple laugh at you!! - At least I used to laugh at the new missionaries and their orange dots every Wednesday!
So this is tha massive world map in the MTC. I had to stand on a chair to reach Finland, and there was NO WAY I was going to be able to touch Finland and Australia at the same time - check out how far away they are from each other. In fact, the furthest away you can get from Finland is New Zealand - YIKES! I was literally on the other side of the world!!