Well. That's it, guys. I'm jumping ship. I'm heading in to port. I'm LEAVING THE BOAT. And going to (drum roll please) BYDGOSZCZ!
So. How does one SAY that? Allow me to teach you, little friends! Bid. Go. Sh. Ch. All together now! Bidgoshch! (That looks RIDICULOUS with English phonetics. Ew!) Bydgoszcz. Yep. That's her. That's home, for the next 7 or possibly 14 weeks. Pretty crazy stuff! But I'm very excited, and I'm sure I'll have a grand old time! I'm going to be companions with Sister Lenhart, who is one group ahead of mine. All I really know about her is that she plays the French horn (cough cough Hey Dad! So do you! Or did. But whatever! It's cool!) and has good soundtrack music. That's all I know. But that's good, right? I'm excited! The starsi in Bydgoszcz are Elder Kotter (he'll go home same time as me), Elder White (he's one group ahead of me as well), Elder Swicegood (one group behind me), and Elder Retallic (the Brit! I'm serving with the BRIT! Words do not even express my excitement). Except. Guess what? I have to leave my freaking awesome current district, which is not cool. What will I do without them? Suffer, most likely. But it will be fine. Eventually I'll stop loving them so much and love my new people more, and life will go on. So depressing, isn't it?
New Years was LAME SAUCE. We had to be in early on New Year's Eve, so we couldn't really do anything fun. The dumb elders had a sleepover, so they got to hang out. But - for obvious reasons - that was not an option for us. So Sister Montesinos played solitaire while I packed. (Side Note: I didn't know at this point I was leaving Łódź, but we moved apartments two days later, so I was packing for that. And for the possibility of leaving Łódź, which we were all guessing was going to happen) And, fun fact, I SUCK at packing. I'm so bad at it! It took me THREE HOURS to pack. Yeah. Three hours. And my suitcases are ginormous and weigh a gazillion pounds. And now all the elders think I'm high maintenance. Which I guess I am, because I need a lot of stuff to live. High Maintenance: needing a lot of stuff to live. See also, Sister Young. That is my life now. It's fine. I hate suitcases. BEAUTIFUL will be the day when I live in the same place all the time and I don't move every two to four months. SO BEAUTIFUL will be that day.
We also had Culture Night last week! It wasn't super cultural. We went to a VERY Polish restaurant (not a fan), and then we were going to go bowling, but the bowling alley was SUEPR ghetto. So we didn't. Instead we went to the mall and ate ice cream and shopped around H&M for a while and then played games at the church. Or rather, two games. We started with Uno, but that didn't last long because everyone's rules were a little bit different, and it created contention. Elder Fogg did NOT like the compounding draw card rule. So then we stopped. And we played Settlers of Catan. Which was SUPER fun. I lost. How annoying. But it was still lovely.
Julek was at English on Saturday! That was fun! We love that child.
So yeah. That was my week. Not overly exciting.
I'll talk to you all next week from BYDGOSZCZ! Crazy!
Much love!
Siostra Young
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