While on the ferry ride Sister Morgan and I were watching the other missionaries luggage. We each took turns to explore the ferry and we offered to wait (so nice i know!). While we were waiting a woman approached us and asked if either of us would like a massage. I hesitated to think, she noticed I was thinking and started to explain more. I never intended to get a massage because I would feel highly uncomfortable getting one as a missionary. I appreciated her offer but declined. She tried to entice me, but as soon as she did ALL six Elders walked up behind her! She turned around and felt overwhelmed, in a nervous voice she offered a massage to the Elders and told them what deck it would be available on. She definitely earned gold brownie points in my book.
I couldn't help, but think of the singles ward movie when one of the characters was telling a story about how Sister missionaries were chapping doors and they happened to chap a door of a murderer. The murderer didn't cause any harm to the sisters and later when his friend asked why the murder responded 'Because of the two tall men standing behind them' haha It was great!
I couldn't help, but think of the singles ward movie when one of the characters was telling a story about how Sister missionaries were chapping doors and they happened to chap a door of a murderer. The murderer didn't cause any harm to the sisters and later when his friend asked why the murder responded 'Because of the two tall men standing behind them' haha It was great!
Here is my new companion; Sister Nicoll. She pretty much is amazing and hilarious and great to work with. I have a lot of say about her and we've only been serving together for a weekend. Let's just say I'm REAL excited for this transfer!
Sister Nicoll says that it usually never rains in Ireland, but during the weekend it's rained THREE times! I think I brought the rain with me from Scotland. I learned that white tights are NEVER a good idea! haha
Sunday was a RAINY day. It started in the morning and continued til the evening. Honestly, I felt like I didn't leave Scotland. Sister Nicoll asked me 'How are you dealing with this' I responded 'This is normal for me, It rains like this at least once a week in Scotland' By the end of the evening we were drookit (see picture above). All the members we visited gave us something to keep us dry and warm.
You never know how much a culture is a part of you until you leave. There have been so many words I say that don't make sense to anybody. I have to pause and think 'oh right that's a Scottish word/saying' and then explain what it means. It's quite hilarious. I now know I have enough Scottish culture to set me apart!
Hope you all have a great week!
¬ Sister Garlock
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