This morning we woke up to 38 degrees. It is definitely winter here. I know this pales compared to the bitter cold durning the winters in other areas of the globe but for this aging Southern California girl, it is just plain cold. It is a damp cold, similar to what I experienced growing up in San Francisco. We do not let this deter us from bundling up and walking along the trail near our flat to get some exercise. I bought a hat to protect my ears. Bearing the cold is most difficult for the young missionaries from the warm Pacific Islands…Samoa, Fiji, French Polynesia, Tuvalu etc. Sister King and I found some hot springs which is an often visited attraction in these parts. It was oh so lovely to sit and soak for awhile in the warm/hot mineral water and it was worth it even with the mineral stench that lingered for some time afterward.
The last few weeks have been busy with transfers, departing and arriving missionaries, inspecting flats, moving out of flats that are being vacated, cleaning flats, working more than ever with missionaries needing help with their post mission planning and assisting the mission and the missionaries whenever needed. The following is a picture from a simple lunch we prepared for the newly arriving missionaries….meatball subs:
In the last departing missionary seminar, I added a slide with a quote from President Hinckley which is a message that, I think, everyone needs to hear who is moving forward and opening a new chapter in life:
On our p-day, we visited the Geelong Botanical Gardens which was lovely and had a date with Big Bird (Emu) at an Australian Aboriginal Cultural center and native garden.