At least, it hasn't snowed yet. It rains instead, which is far more annoying. Snow at least has the courtesy to stay outside of your clothing for the most part. Rain is very inconsiderate.
Sorry about my lack of an update last week. Internet has been difficult to obtain for P-Day for a while. I've been incredibly busy working on a few projects and with appointments, so that's good, right? I don't have a lot of time this week either, due to the same Internet problems.
First let me say THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who has wished me a Happy Birthday! You are all so awesome. I really appreciate it. We found a Yakiniku restaurant (grill-your-own-food, mostly meat) that gives you all you can eat/drink for 1,200 yen (roughly $14) so we'll probably check that out either this week or the next.
Japan doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving, but ex-patriots in Japan do! My companion and I are over an ex-patriot ("Foreigner") ward here in Shibuya, so we actually got invited to a genuine Thanksgiving dinner! Huzzah! The Elders that got transferred were very sad.
Oh yes, transfers. I wanted to mention that. Transfers happen every 6 weeks. They are a rather big deal to missionaries, and in fact we measure time by transfers more than months when talking to other missionaries. Every transfer you find out if your whole world is getting flipped inside out: you could be moving across the country, you could be living with all new people, and that person you just commited to baptism may never see you again. It's pretty stressful.
It doesn't help that the mission handles transfers in possibly the worst fashion possible. Sometime on a Friday night we get a call. This call lets us know if there is a transfer. It doesn't say if both companions are leaving or just one, it just says "there is going to be a change in your companionship." A third person may come in, one may leave, or you may be getting whitewashed (both leave). You don't know.
Saturday you find out details. Who is going where, sorta thing. Saturday you have a deep cleaning and packing day. Sunday you say goodbye to the Ward, and Monday you transfer. It's crazy.
This was my first transfer in the field, so I was nervous. I really like Shibuya, and we had appointments well into the Christmas season and investigators we really liked, so my companion and I really wanted to stay. Then our district leader calls our apartment, where we and another companionship stay. The call goes kinda like this:
"Hey Sisters, how are ya?"
"Forget the small talk. Give us the news, Elder."
"Okay. *pause* Three of you are transferring and one of you is staying."
"..."
"..."
"WHAT."
"Ha ha! Nah, I'm just kidding. You're all staying."
That was not funny. Actually, that was pretty hilarious, but it freaked us out for a second. Two Elders got transferred, sadly. We wanted our district to remain unchanged, but alas.
Oh, a quick note, have any of my letters arrived yet? If anyone has recieved a letter from me while I was in Japan please let me know. I've been sending out letters every week but I'm never quite sure if they get there. I believe Adam got one, but I have no clue if my friends know how much I love them.
Which I do, so I guess I could just point it out here. You are loved!
Okay, I'm outta time. We have a lesson that we need to plan. Wish me luck!
