Called to Madrid South

This is an apt title: we (or maybe just me) go "laughing all the way" hahaha     Christmas time is nearing and here in Sanlúcar we never hit sweater weather. It went from fire to water so we've been rocking the umbrellas and enjoying the rain.  Funny things in church on Sunday. My companion forgot his name plaque, and I was wearing two (one on my suit and one on my shirt) and so he borrowed one and no big deal. We both gave talks, so Elder Dougall really drove the point home with back to back talks. Keep in mind we've both been here 3 months and an active member asks my companion his name and he says Elder Dougall. Without flinching the member says "ok" and moves on. Three minutes later the same member asks my name and I say Elder Dougall and without flinching he says "oh right, of course". I don't know who the blame falls on, but one of us (or both) is quite forgettable. We're really not leaving a mark on this branch. Leaving the 2nd hour ...

A bit of a wild ride, but it's been a lot of fun! This last Tuesday we had to go to Madrid to renew our residency. I went up with Elder Smith and left my companion in Jerez. We arrived in the afternoon, hit the equivalent of 3 Spanish DMVs and even met some old missionary friends from the MTC and the other mission. All the missionaries that arrived with me to Spain had to renew their papers and so it was a fun reunion. Afterwards we headed to Parla and were able to meet with a couple recent converts and other friends there. It was too bad we weren't able to go to the temple, but it was a lot of fun to spend the evening in Parla again. An Hermana, a few months earlier, had given me a family name asking me to do and I hadn't had the chance. On Wednesday we boarded our train to head back home, and we found out the train had been canceled due to another crash on the same line. The train that had left our station heading for our same destination an hour before crashed in a large...