Monday, August 22, 2016
Dear Family,
The Visa trip ran smoothly. We presented our
passports to leave Russia and then got back in our bus. Then we were pulled
over and they interviewed each one of us. Neither Dad nor I had an interpreter
with us. When I went in the guy said something to me and I said “ochen mala parooskie”
which is very little Russian. Then the other person in the room said Hello. Any way between a little English and my little
Russian, I understood what he was asking me. He asked my familia name or sur
name. He asked what state I lived in. I understood Stata so I said Ootah. Then
he said something about Samara and Toliatti. I wasn’t sure what he asked so I
said Dome Samara. Which is home Samara. Then he wanted my telephone number. I
don’t know it and I couldn’t find it in my phone so I just spread my hands and
shrugged my shoulders. He let me go after that.
Dad’s interview was similar to mine. Once we were
all done, we went to the Kazakhstan boarder. The last visa trip we went on all
the border guards were stone faced. This time they were all flirting with the
Sisters. One Sister was told to bring a Book of Mormon with her the next time
she came through. She told him she couldn’t because it was against the new law.
She actually did see one on his desk.
The only pictures I have are from the dinner. It’s
been so hot we haven’t wanted to be out and about on Saturday to go and see
anything.
A story that President O told us was that he had
been invited to Arnold Schwarzenegger’s birthday party and he was asked to say
the blessing on the food. He also told us that he gave Arnold a Book of Mormon
for a birthday present.
A funny thing from the office was that Sister
Thomas was in President Blinkov’s office writing home to her parents when
something in her letter made her shout “Holy Poop.” Well, that tickled President
Blinkov and so he started saying it a lot. He always gets a big laugh so I bet
we will be hearing it more often. He’ll just walk in our office and say, “Holy
Poop.”
Love you guys,
Mom
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