On the Mountain

Dear America,

This week was quick. We had to go to a meeting in Kumasi for a few days. On our way back, we arrived at the tro station only to find that police officers were restricting tros from loading there. So we had to try to find another station in Kumasi. This was difficult because we were carrying supplies for the whole zone. We had a lot of boxes with us. In the end, we met a stubborn taxi driver who we had to sit with in traffic forever so we started talking with him and gave him a pamphlet. He needed a copy of the Book of Mormon but couldn't read English. So I gave him the one Twi copy that I just happened to have (I don't believe in coincidence). I never carry Twi copies of the Book of Mormon with me. We found another station and waited. Two missionaries waiting on the side of the road (by this time it was dark) like homeless bums. We waited for a few hours and finally caught a tro just after we called the mission home to come and pick us up. We're still alive and safe, though, so I'm happy.

Today we went to the mountain for a combined district activity. It reminded me of backpacking. I haven't been on a mountain in a long time. Another thing I haven't done in a long time is...... throw a disc! One of the Elders in Mpraeso has one, so we played a little bit. I'm a little rusty, but I've still got it;)

I'm still trying to figure our investigators out. The ones that come to church aren't really interested in meeting with us and the ones who meet with us don't come to church. People are weird.

We have to go to a Family Home Evening that is forever away tonight, so we're kind of rushing to get ready. Sorry for the short one.

Love, Elder Nelson

More on the mountain. The car we were taking to get to the mountain overheated so we left it and started walking there instead.