Today is our last day at the Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Provo, Utah. We've only been here five days, but it seems like we've been here a month. What a busy few days it's been, filled with a wide range of emotions and experiences. Monday, our first day at the MTC, reminded me of the first day of a college semester. Seventy-three senior missionaries arrived that morning--thirty-six couples and one dear, intrepid sister who is heading to South Korea. We checked into our "dorms," collected a lot of paper work, stood in a lot of lines, attended orientation--Yep, pretty much like the first day of college. Standing in lines and waiting for meetings to start gave us a lot of time to meet the others in our group. The conversations always started with three questions, "Where are you from?" "Where are you going? and "What is your assignment?" The amazing thing is that always as I'd get to know the people, I'd think, "Well of co...
awwww that is probably why they don't like Tucson so much! That and they like LOTS of water - another thing we are short of here. :( That's what I miss most about Pocatello...all my lilacs. Thanks for the reminder of the smell! :)
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