Scandi is short for Scandinavian in this case. I'll explain
that in a minute but first, stats!
Pizzas eaten : 18
Gelato : 9
Books of Mormon : 10
Alright so a number of things happened
this week starting off with this last Saturday. We had a ward activity where we
all met in front of the train station that borders our apartment (fun fact the
trains run until about 3 am and they rattle the whole building every time they
pass) and it was raining slightly but nothing huge. I didn't bring a jacket or
even an umbrella but that's alright because I brought a sturdy stick and
introduced the Italians to stick pull. I won against all the teenage youth at
once in the ward. There were three of them and it was the only slightly
challenging match I had the entire time we were playing that game. That night
however, after the ward activity and weekly planning was finished my companion
and I decided to do two hours of finding. After those hours were almost up with
about 20 minutes to go, we stopped what we thought was going to be a very
prepared family but then some big, warm raindrops hit and there was a
collective gasp. It took three whole minutes for there to be a river of water
in the streets and for us to be stuck under a building side for about half an
hour before we realized it wasn't going to stop. So we ran in rain that you
could swim through, pictures at the end of the email.
Another fun thing that happened was I
did this thing called ''the Pallones challenge'' where I ate three very large
Pizzas by myself, crust and all. It's a challenge only known to missionaries
and only attempted by few after they've been in the field for a year or so and
fewer finish it. I'm proud to say I did the challenge in 15 minutes and got the
award for fastest pizza eater in the entire Rome Italy mission. Immediately
after this I went on a scambia or companion exchange with an Anziano Andersen.
So that was fun explaining how we weren't related even though the name was the
same. And this week, we've had three separate occasions where people have
offered to by us a drink in a bar or to hit up the Vista (boardwalk) because
they wanted to see how much alcohol '' the big American '' could hold. That was
fun turning those invites into word of wisdom lessons.
And for the title of my email, everyone
here is convinced that I'm not American but Scandinavian and they keep telling
me that. I looked at the family tree and sure enough, my 3rd great grandfather
is from Scandinavia. There were two girls from Denmark on the train back from
Napoli where my scambia was at to Castellammare where I live who we asked this
question to. They agreed and told me in fluent English that aside from my
accent I gave some serious "scandi vibes".
I feel like I should mention this so I
will. We are doing something here in Europe called the book of Mormon 21 day
challenge. Basically it's this: read the book of Mormon every day with a
specific question in mind and /or a sincere desire to grow closer to God for 21
days. Read the book of Mormon with either of those in mind and it will be given
to you to have a stronger relationship with God, the people you love and it
will help you to make better and more correct choices throughout the day.
Feel free to send me emails anytime
throughout the week with questions and I'll do my best to answer them! Also, if
you know of anyone who might want to receive these emails, feel free to include
their emails with your questions as well 😊
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