From Russia with Love…again.

Hello again,

It's been like 2000 years since I last posted something, so I apologize for keeping you all on edge. In case you didn't already know, I got on a plane the other day and flew to Russia. It's a twelve hour flight, which is terrible just thinking about it. I usually get a little sleep on the plane but this time I was sitting next to an old Russian woman who kept poking me and asking me "Student?" over and over. If that wasn't enough, she would start rubbing my arms because she thought I was cold. I didn't know how to explain that my hands always shake even when I'm not cold, so I just toughed it out. When I got off the plane, the person that was supposed to pick me up was two hours late because of construction. I wasn't too worried, but the taxi drivers who were standing around kept saying "Your friend probably fall asleep wheel of car. He is not coming. Maybe taxi take you where you need, yah?" When I told them I needed to go five hours away, they pretended to not know anymore English. Shortly thereafter, my friend came and we left for Kostroma, but not before I gave the taxi drivers a "told you so" look. Those are always nice.

So now I'm chillin' here in Kostroma, Russia, about five hours northeast of Moscow. This puts it on the same latitudinal lines as Alaska meaning the sun sets here about midnight and rises around two in the morning. It's something else. I spent yesterday at an English camp hanging with kids and signing autographs. I signed about 46, but who's keeping count? It was pretty cool.

That's about all for now. In about a week, we're setting off for some sort of wilderness Bible camp. Some of the guys here made some awesome toilets consisting of plywood with guitar-pick shaped holes in them. The holes are bigger than guitar picks though. I also get to do a sermon on Wednesday for them. That'll be interesting. I've done very few sermons and absolutely none where I needed a translator, so be praying for that. I tend to use a lot of slang, which is a nightmare for translators. It's probably the equivalent of typing an essay and randomly throwing in Wingdings font.

Well, that's about it for now on my update. I'll post again every now and then, so stay tuned for more!

Your friend,

Connor