MAWMA.
its your favorite daughter. WAZUP. Sorry i didnt call you this morning.
we couldnt find pay phones... lame excuse but... the plane rideS were
really really really good. They each only felt like an hour long. It was
so weird cuz I was on the plane for a total of 20 hours... but it went
by so fast. So on the plane ride to LAX i sat next to this creepy kid
who was like 50-60 years old. And he was telling me how he was a movie
producer and he said hes written a bunch of scripts and then other
producers steal his stuff and make really big popular movies out of it.
When i asked him what movies he wouldnt tell me. little freakazoid was
probably just trying to impress me. So I slept the whole time and then
once I woke up I told him I was going to NZ and he offered to walk me to
my gate and i turned him down cuz i didnt wanna be hanging out with
some old guy i didnt even know. Anyway I got off the plane and i was
standing in line at the information desk and he comes up to me again and
said to me... "here let me walk you to your gate and then i can sit and
hangout with you till you have to board the plane"... and the way he
said it was so weird. But i turned him down and then he said bye to me
and winked at me. I barfed in my moouth a lil.
So then i had to leave the
airport and take a bus to another terminal. So i left the airport and
then i tried to go back in the way i came out cuz i didnt think what i
was doing was right and some security gaurd came and yelled at me. So i
found the bus stop and some girl came over and turns out she was heading
to NZ too. So that was lucky and i stuck with her and I was able to
find my way.
I was standing in line to get
my ticket for the NZ airplane and this philipino couple infront of me
was talking to me about my mission and they asked me how many other
people i was traveling with. I told them around 5. K IM A LIAR PANTS. I
show up at the gate and there are around 30 other missionaries hangin
out waiting to board the same flight as me!
But lemme back up. before i got
to the gate i was standing in the security line and these three guys
who didnt even know eachother were all talking and they were saying how
much they hated america and how much they loved NZ. idk just thought id
throw that in there to make yalz jealous.
Anyway right when i got to the
gate i went up and sat next to sisterwoodburry (one of the girls i had
been talking to on fb) and we totally hit it off. we are like best
frandz now. We got along so well and had so much in common. But there
was one elder we traveled with who gave out a book of mormon and 4 pass
along cards just in the 40 minuites we were waiting to board the plane.
HE WAS LITERALLY ON FIRE.
We got on the airplane and it
was really nice. they all had these wonderful blankets and pillows on
our seats and a pair of beats for each of us to use to listen to
music/watch tv with. jk about the beats.. but they were nice head
phones. Surprisingly I didnt listen to my ipod once. I brought it with
me (with all of my old music on it) but then i thought about it and
decided to not listen to it. I like to discipline myself every now and
then:) I was so proud of myself though... maybe thats why the
plane rides were so quick. The Lord was blessing me... or something.
But the plane ride started out a
lil rough. some baby was screaming her balls off the for the first 30
minuites... but then they started serving supper (they have 4 meals in
NZ- breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper?) and it decided to be
quiet.For supper I got the steak with zuchini covered in maranara sauce,
some weird potato thing (jk i have no idea what it was), salad, a roll,
some gormet cheese, and a weird purple jello layer dessert thing. I
made it a goal to try everything. So i decided to try the salad first. I
dipped my fork into the salad and got some white thing on the end of it
and popped it in my mouth. Then i started gagging/ coughing so bad cuz i
realized it was chopped up hard boiled egg. After that i decided not to
try the dessert. Weird idk. But i fell asleep on the plane. i tsucked
because the guy infron tof me put his chair all the way back and the
only way for me to sleep is by putting my head on the tray table but
that was impossible to i had to lean my head back. I had a dream that I
couldnt close my jaw (if that makes sense) it was like i had a really
bad over bit/under bite. it was so frustrating and i kept grinding my
teeth. I woke up and my teeth were really sore and my back gums were
bleeding. I think i was doing something crazy with my mouth when i
slept. But i woke up and they were serving breakfast (orange cranberry
muffin, yellow cantelope?, grapes, yogurt and orange juice in a
bowl?friggin weird).
But anyway that was the plane
experience. Im in NZ now. Its freezing cold/rainy/cloudy as heckna here.
And supposedly its snowing in wellington? meh. but i dont go there for
another two weeks. I love all the missionaries i traveled with.
Especially the girls. Im rooming with this one sista now named sister
bromley and we hit it off and we are best friends now.
You know how water picky I am and NZ has the best water i have yet tasted in my life.
Everyone here in the MTC is polynesian...
They are making me play the piano here.growl.
OH and they have different outlets here! I cant plug anything into the walls! haha
They all say Im going to pick up an accent. They say to give it a month.
OK
well i have no time left so see you little baby. I will write you more
later... and by later i mean... next next tuesday... i think.
dont
forget to post that and tell everyone on fb i updated it or somethin.
LOVE YOU BABY FACE AND DAD BOY (send this to dad i dont have his email)
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