Last week while waiting for a bus, I started talking to an old man who was sitting down clutching his cane. After a while talking, he told me he was on his way to do water therapy at the hospital, so I asked him if he was ok/if he was in pain. In response, he shakily stood up, threw his cane about 10 feet, and started doing karate as if he was 50 years younger. I got juked so hard.
I wasn't expecting it, but I got transfered againnn. This time to Daejon. I can already tell you this will be the busiest transfer of my whole mission. This is probably the busiest area anyway, but as you know, I have a curse that keeps me from living in a 4-man apartment, so this area became just a 2 elder area. I'm starting to think the curse is actually real because, if anything, they needed more elders here, not less. There is no apparent reason to make this area a 2 man whatesoever. So the other team of elders got kicked out and my new comp and I took on all of their teaching friends, tallying up to a total of a little more than 100! On top of that, we're the ZL's, so by the time I finish my work every day, I just have to go to bed cause it's 10:30 haha. The new comp is a dawg though. I'm excited to grind this transfer.
I added in my email to my president today that if there's ever an elder who gets a little too prideful and thinks they're a cracked missionary, that I highly recommend sending said Elder to Nonsan haha. Last Monday, my comp and I tried to give out as many Introduction cards as possible. We gave out two. Why? We only saw 4 people the whole 2 hours. Right now here in Daejon we aren't doing any formal finding time because we're already swamped out of our minds, but every time I step out of the apartment or church, I find a new teaching friend. People just listen to you for as long as you want to talk to them! I'm having culture shock. P.s. - I'm on my way to go shopping right now and just got a guy's number! Haha! It's toooo easy here. P.s.p.s. you can not make this up, I just got another in the meat isle. We're on the train now and my comp is probably about to get another. Three contacts before I could finish writing this email! Sheesh!
We went to Seoul last week for a special meeting with an apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ, Elder Bednar. I was kinda sad though cause I thought that all of my MTC district in Seoul died in the last two transfers, but lo and behold, Sister Perdro lives. I forgot that her mission got a little longer because she got her leg obliterated in the MTC (역시 Polynesian volleyball). I got to say hi to her... but only from the bus window. We weren't allowed to say hi to Seoul missionaries because that would be evil and disobedient, as can be learned in the holy scriptures:
Alma 17
And now it came to pass that as Alma was journeying from the land of Gideon southward, away to the land of Manti, behold, to his astonishment, he met with the sons of Mosiah journeying towards the land of Zarahemla.
2 Now these sons of Mosiah were with Alma at the time the angel first appeared unto him; therefore Alma did rejoice exceedingly to see his brethren; therefore, he did blast right past them without saying a word, ignorong them steadfastly as he did continue his journey to Manti because if he said hi unto them that means he's a disobedient loser.

Spiritual Thought: To get to Seoul we had to take a charter bus leaving from the church in Daejon. It was gonna leave right at 9:30, so if you aren't on by then you're just kinda screwed and can't go to the devotional. We were already at a disadvantage because getting anywhere from Nonsan is a pain, but we snagged a bus and made it to Daejon, thankfully with about 30 minutes of wiggle room. Unfortunately, our bus driver shmooved right on past the terminal he was supposed to stop at and took us all the way to the wrong side of the city. Daejon is huge so any options we had to get back to the church was gonna take 45+ minutes... 15 minutes after the bus leaves.
I figured our only hope was a taxi so we ran to the taxi pickup at the front of the bus terminal, which usually has 20ish taxis waiting for anybody to come get in but, as luck would have it, none were there. Super unusual, but we knew one would come any second. Five precious minutes went by fast with no taxi. It was getting ridiculous. I made the difficult, conscious decision to avoid using any 쓰고 싶은 expletives and instead, said a prayer. "God, if you want us to be at this meeting, I need a taxi right now." The second I opened my eyes a taxi screamed around the corner!
Unfortunately, the ETA time of the taxi was about 5 minutes past 9:30 so we were still gonna miss the bus, but I felt suprisingly super calm and knew we would catch the bus somehow anyway. My now comp, who was my ZL then, texted me and said the bus got delayed going to the church. We ended up getting there about a minute before the bus left. Clutchhhhhhh! You know we serve a good God. Say your prayers!