Good... night? We're emailing late today, partly because we get to go to the temple tomorrow, for which we're excited. It's a good life.
What a change it's been this week. I can't even believe it. I'll go through as much as I can- I wish that I was recording things better. I want to be, but the, well, always, tends to be busy. Writing is all right, but the sheer volume of what I want to write renders me, possibly illogically, just not writing any, and instead usually texting or calling or studying 등등. I'm thinking about experimenting with audio recording, as years from now, I'm sure I'll want to look back. I've always just kind of lived life as it comes, and if today is more exciting than yesterday, then wait until tomorrow, but when I'm old and senile I'm sure I will appreciate any degree of foresight that I can muster. It's always dangerous when the stream-of-consciousness card comes out.
Last Monday we did go to a meat buffet as a district, and it was a lot of fun. We had a great time, and I'll miss beloved Imun for sure! We then took a couple of suitcases, sans clothes/several other necessities (see above thoughts on foresight^) to Sanggye so we didn't have to ship them. The stop next to where we live is 노원, which is pronounced NO ONE, so I was pretty worried, and although it's definitely not a quaint little college town anymore, there are plenty of people here that can be blessed through giving their burdens to Christ. That evening we went to get 불닭 (fire chicken) with a member, which I had wanted to try for a while. It was good, it was hot, and it was also at that location only chicken feet, which, like my triple berry말고 red bean milkshake in China, was not entirely expected but 생각보다 좋다, better than I thought.
On Tuesday we went to brother O Xueyi's house and made some fantastic Chinese food. Well, I skewered meat (which we had more of in those two days than the past three transfers) and other, more proficient hands crafted the more delicate dishes. The sisters came, as did Sa Gae and Sister Po. It was a great time, and a wonderful way to see Imun off. Rain only lightly came in spite of the threat, and it was good to be with friends. Because several lessons came up that night, we were unable to send my other boxes, which has meant only two ties to wear for the past week, and two of everything else. And you know what? It's worked out just fine, which makes me wonder if I shouldn't just leave my other boxes in Imun and live the Spartan life.
Wednesday was transfers day, and I had to ride over with the assistants to trainers' training, which was very fun to have with such a small group. I have been and will be serving With Elder Ahn Gwangyoung, who is just incredible. Seriously the best. He's from Annyang, in the Seoul South mission, We're getting along famously and having a great time. We're a new companionship in a new area, and are definitely still figuring out where everything is, but it's really been the best. Sanggye is probably like ten times the size of Imun. We tried to walk to a subway station that we heard was good to street contact there today, and we got there-도착하기는 했는데-after about an hour and a half, and some great conversations along the way. We're living alone and working as hard as we can! There's a lot of Korean that I don't know. A very lot of Korean.
Wednesday we met our ward mission leader {the local coordinator for the missionaries and local members}, who is fantastic, and got right into it. Thursday we were out and saw miracles. The first thing that everyone said when I was going to Sanggye was regarding the relative numbers- none- of Chinese citizens. The zone leaders met a woman a couple days ago, though, from China, who wants us to teach her son when he gets back from China, and on Thursday we met a guy from Beijing who we are really hoping to meet with this week. Several ward members speak Chinese well, and I may have spoken more Chinese than Korean at church on Sunday. There is a certain point, though, where I'll need to learn Korean. Chinese still feels like home, though. Every language really has a personality, and we learn new things from each. Seeing the deeper meaning, that orb of truth, but trying to express it in different ways, and some are more familiar than others. After more than eight months here, I'm still honestly not sure whether I have more proficiency in Chinese or Korean, and neither, sadly, is all that good. Why that's the case I don't know (<--although that grammar form is very Korean), whether it be that to me, Korean is just tougher, or what, but it's all right- it's not the spoken language that matters. French, embarrassingly, has turned into Chinese. Is that a thing? Whenever I speak French about half of the words are Chinese. Anyway.
Thursday we had a really great service opportunity that seems like a weekly thing to help out at a center for the severely mentally handicapped in our area. It was very special, and we're looking forward to being back. I am, unfortunately, short-ish in time, but the rest of the week consisted of French toast, Elder Ahn being just OUT from jet lag in the evening, finding that our previous thoughts were correct and Imun really just does have the most expensive food in Korea, a very warm welcome to church, a talk there, questions from Elder Ahn, especially when he reads the progress record from Elder Mumford {who was the missionary in the area previously}, who uses some massive English slang: "What is leg-it?", study, and lots of talking with people.
Happy Father's day! <3 Go Korea, Fighting! in the world cup. Everyone here's favorite team is Korea, but then they have another favorite team, that's not Korea. I don't know why, Korea's for sure going all the way.
Elder South 
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