Today we went to the temple way early in the morning and then came back and slept for another hour. Because of the surge of missionaries we plan our day around what everyone else is likely not to be doing. The MTC is working over capacity and every Wednesday it grows by several hundred. Our dorms are being prepared to put another set of bunk bed closet things in each room. They don't really fit but what else can they do? All of the sisters dorms are tripled up. There's some talk of converting nearby BYU apartments to MTC housing but it's all speculation. The best plan right now is to take advantage of all the foreign MTCs.
|Adam's MTC District in front of the Provo Temple|
The language continues to be really really hard--no surprises there I suppose--and a great deal of my admittedly limited free time is spent trying to memorize characters. I've been working on sub consonants the past two days. There are 32 of them and they are kind of randomly shaped and located (sub consonants are in specific places around major consonants, if you put one in the wrong place it messes up the whole syllable which I imagine could become quite confusing) and I kind of hate them right now.
I think I really should have an outline before I start writing these emails because I feel like I'm just vomiting words onto the screen. Whatever I think of, I say. I sent y'all a letter that should be arriving soon that might have more information. Between writing to my immediate family, friends, grandparents, my journal and anyone who writes me, I forget what I say to individual people. On that note, I'm out of time! Thank you for writing! Love y'all.
|Elder Vore ran into his good friend from BYU, Hannah (Sister Casper) on his way to the temple.|