So I lived. I made it to France! The ten hour flight was a new experience, and hauling luggage through metros and buses and cobblestone roads gets you abs and arms real quick (pain beyond pain, my friends), but I lived!!!
France is amazing. It's so old- like, just ancient buildings casually hanging out. The people are super diverse, which is super interesting! I need to learn pigeon/ broken English (Nigerian) and Portuguese stat. But my trainer said that the mission president would have her head if she let me start studying another language in the first week of my mission. Speaking of which, five years of high school French, three semesters of college, and the French house paid off. They understand me!!!! And I understand... most... of what they say. Most. Some people have hard accents. They're all really impressed though when they find out I've been here for less than a week, so apparently I'm not bad! Yay!
Culture shock of the week: faire la bise. Girls in France greet each other with a kiss on each cheek... but it's not really a kiss? More like just the sound? It's weird. But I'm getting used to it. The food is amazing, pastries are divine, and public transportation is ridiculously efficient here.
My trainer is the best, her French is great, and she's super dedicated and motivated and brave. Her name is sister Turner, and she's amazing! We're in Écully, which is a suburb of Lyon. Also, for the CA Cates, Elder Goldberg is my district leader (Jess, can you tell Debra? He's her little brother), so I see him all the time. He says I look and sound like a Cate, and it's weirding him out a bit. What a small world.
Today we went to la Fourvière de Lyon (I think that's spelled right...). Google it, it's gorgeous! Also, ice cream. Yay!
Sorry this is short... p days are insane!
Sœur Cate
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