Well, we are finally at the MTC. What a busy place...but it is run like a well oiled machine. When we first got here we were oriented and given a packet, agenda, maps, religious material, and told to buy a "Preach my Gospel" if we didn't bring one. There are about 30 couples and 10 sisters here this week. They say that we are a small group. It is amazing how they house and feed everyone here. The MTC was built to house 3000 and they are now accommodating 4800 young missionaries. We are housed at the Marriott in very nice rooms with TVs and we even have a King size bed. The senior couples all have their classes in a Stake center that is adjacent to the MTC. They feed us frequently and a lot. Then we go sit all day, so you can imagine with we old people just where that all settles. Although we aren't too physically active, we sure feel tired at the end of the day.
I have learned quickly to appreciate where we are called to serve in Serbia. Some people are going to the West Indies, Kenya, Viet Nam, and some strange island I didn't recognize. Maybe it just that old adage that we learn to "love the one we're with". We learn to love the call we got, or maybe it feels familiar because it's our call.
The adventure goes on and we have another full day ahead of us....What a journey!