Elder Callor finally has time to email.
We were just at a small library with only 15 minute computers and then bused over to this one which has more, and now we have library cards so we can email. All is well in Zion :)
So this week. Wow, it was quite the blur! Mostly more talking to all kinds of people, avoiding the suffocating humidity and heat, and serving the Lord. One experience proves a bit more memorable though...
So we had this old media referral for some guy, and with some time to kill in between appointments we decided to drop by and make sure he got the Book of Mormon that he requested a few months ago. Well long story short we got into his apartment building without him buzzing us in, but we ran into him right in front of his door just as he was ready to get home. This guy was a short and stocky Albanian with poor English and a thick stereotypical Russian sounding accent. He was also missing a few screws but we deal with plenty of people like that haha. Anyway, he said some relatively incoherent and hard to follow things due to his mental state and also in part to his English. Anyway, after that he proceeds to pour Elder Moldenhauer and I two big glasses of this thick, white, cottage cheese looking stuff in a glass. He goes to get some for himself, and all the while he is preparing it, Elder Moldenhauer and I are praying and watching him to make sure he isn't poisoning us and trying to keep cool. Well he sits down and Elder Moldenhauer pulls a fast one and feigns lactose-intolerance. I'm sure the Albanian didn't understand what he meant but basically just took it that he didn't want to drink any. So here I am, holding a cool cup of mysterious liquid and here is this Albanian holding it after just taking a big swig adorned with a classic white-mysterious-milk- mustache. "Cheers!" he says excitedly, and gulp. I take a full drink of sour yogurt. Think one step between yogurt and cottage cheese. Just stinky sour stale nasty in glass. I hold back tears, set the glass on the table, we say a quick prayer, wish our new friend luck on his trip back to Albania to eat meat with his dad, and go on our way.
Just another day in Toronto!
Thank you all for your love and patience with me these past couple weeks. We're adjusting to life here so hopefully I'll be able to catch back up on all that I've missed.
Love,
Elder Callor

