Let's go back to seven days ago, when Elder Hill and I decided to go see Sacré Coeur for P-Day.
"Wow, look Elder Hill! There's a cool monument! It took us a long time to get here, but now we've made it!"
"Yeah, let's go inside!"
-three seconds later-
*ring* *ring* *ring* *ring*
Elder Hill: "Hello? ... yep ... yep ... gotcha ... okay, we're on it."
"President wants us to leave right away to pick up a stranded missionary from the airport."
"Well, let's go!"
We got to the airport an hour and a half later to meet an Elder Dagry, who had missed his connecting plane to Salt Lake City and had been stranded in the airport for the last six hours. Poor Elder Dagry. Although, he's headed off on a mission to Tahiti, so I don't feel too bad.
He brought us over to his bags, and we found that he brought a bicycle with him on his mission. That was fun to take through the metro. As if the name tags don't attract attention, carrying a deconstructed bicycle sure does. Luckily, Elder Hill is a man and carried it in his arms the whole way. Two hours later, we were back at the mission home. Since it was so last-minute, Elder Dagry's replacement flight wasn't for a few days. Thus, Elder Hill and I had a French companion for half a week. We both took the opportunity to improve our French, but Elder Dagry just basically showed us how much more we have to learn. We got him on his second flight safe and sound on Wednesday, then drove President's car to the chapel in the center of Paris for a day full of zone and district meetings.
We had another fun excursion on Saturday, as Elder Hill and I drove down to the city of Troyes to work on an apartment. We're getting ready to close it down, so we had to re-paint a few rooms to repair any damage caused by previous Elders. The ceilings were higher than we anticipated, so we had to be a little creative in figuring out a way to paint right up to it. As aforementioned, Elder Hill is a strong guy, so we figured that the solution would obviously require me getting on his shoulders and painting from there. So, I climbed up and started painting away. We both quickly concluded that it wasn't the best idea, so we just found an old table instead. Hey, we didn't receive any training for this, okay?
Aside from the abnormal, we did some pretty normal stuff too. Betty got confirmed in church yesterday! Also, I got to be the English translator in church for the day. The rest of the week, we went out contacting for a while, and met some cool people. Some of those interested were from Sri Lanka, Africa, South America, and even from France. One of the quotes of the week came when we took Elder Dagry out contacting for his first time. After a quick string of rejections, he commented, "Wow, I didn't think that so many people in my country were this closed off! I'm glad I'm going to Tahiti!" Personally, I'm happy to be staying in France.
Have a great week!