This week....was crazy.

So this week was a weird one. We had zone conference in St. Petersburg on Wednesday. Didn't take the night train again, we took a bus that left in the afternoon. So we took about 37 hours away from Pskov for a 3 hour meeting... yay. I don't like how our mission is so big, but I like it at the same time. We only taught about four lessons. That's not too good for us, but it's not bad. On Thursday, after we got back, we had our weekly planning, so we didn't go out until 6. That was a long day. Then we tracted for 3 hours. Tracting here is kinda scary, but if I can do that, I can do anything. That 's what I tell myself. People are generally really nice though, at least they reject us nicely. Same kinda thing on Friday. Lots of contacting and tracting. We had a meeting as a district and we decided to start focusing on reactivating members, there are about fifty in Pskov with only 2 or 3 active. So that'll be our push for a while. Saturday... lots of tracting. People say some funny things here. The mayor in Novgorod got on the TV and said that our church was a cult. The missionaries there have had some struggles with that, and they might have to move out of their newly finished branch building because of it. In the past few days, we've seen that attitude towards us creep into Pskov. Last night tracting especially, "CULT CULT" was heard often. There was a very nice lady that was talking to us at her door, then her daughter came in and started to yell at us because we are a sect (russian for cult) and all this stuff about how we were bad people. To leave them alone. "We don't need it". Rough few days. Some people are mean, just like in the US. Most just don't want to listen. But they don't punch and shove us and things. The worst I've had was a guy open the door, look at us, then laugh and close it. Also, a drunk man talked to me on Friday night. I gave him a handshake when our bus came, and he pulled me in for a hug and kissed my cheek. Hooray for drunk people!  Nothing too much happened besides that... we're having a branch activity for Thanksgiving, and I'm in charge of mashed potatoes. Last night I did a test run, and I think Grandma Bryan would be proud of me. I have the potato touch I guess. Also, for Christmas, we heard a rumor that half of the mission will go to Peter on the 24th and the other half on Christmas for a party. Fun stuff. Well, this keyboard is awful, sorry I didn't type too much this week. Not too much happened. Love you all.

Andrew