Lofthouse in Lisbon: Chapter 6 - The Northwest

So, back home, I once read this book. I'm not going to say which one, because I kind of feel bad for how much I make fun of this book. One thing my family and I often make fun of it for, is the title. Most books have titles that relate to the story in the book. In this one, the title of the book didn't make any sense until the epilogue. There was a scene with a guy stuck in a chimney that was longer than the part about the title. And so I decided to only give my stories names that actually had to do with the story. So as I named this story Lofthouse in Lisbon, it was my sincere intent to tell a story about a boy named Lofthouse in Lisbon. But the first six weeks were in Provo, Utah. I didn't think that would be bad. An exposition not in Lisbon could still lead to a great story in Lisbon. And so, early Monday morning, I got on a plane and left Provo, and Utah, and flew and flew, and got here, to the Northwest. Not the northwest of Portugal, of course. I mean Spokane, Washington. Surprise! My visa isn't here yet, and I was reassigned to serve here in Spokane, Washington. I guess what I'm trying to say is, there is no Lofthouse in Lisbon. I'm sorry that my title is so misleading.

So far, being a missionary is amazing! I got a great new companion, Elder Francis. He's super friendly, and super good at goal setting and planning. We've been busy all day everyday so far. I hadn't been planning on getting to ride a bike on my mission, but I got one here. Bikes are great. In a car, you go to fast and can't talk to anyone. On foot, you can talk to more people. But on a bike, you can talk to people, and you're faster than everyone walking around, so no one can get away.

I really don't know what to put in these emails. I talked with people. I helped do some gardening. I'm learning a lot. I don't have any super powerful spiritual experience to share. I have been surprised by how many people up here know where Elk Ridge is. I think about twenty or more people have asked where I'm from, and then known someone in Elk Ridge, or Woodland Hills. I even met one of my cousins mission companions. I didn't realize that Spokane was so close to home.

Anyway, I hope you all are having a wonderful week. Make sure to read from the Book of Mormon every single day. Daily scripture study is probably more important than eating.

Also, I haven't taken any pictures. You should all probably get used to it. I think about it sometimes, but I just have so many other things to be doing, and there isn't really too much to see here in Spokane. So, sorry.