So, let me tell you about Fairport! I don’t think that I could’ve been sent to a more different area from Irondequoit. I went from the dense city to the country. It is so beautiful here! The green fields and the spring trees are so gorgeous, I can’t get over it. Our apartment is in a loft above the garage of a family’s house. They’re not members. Yet. They’re really nice and we don’t have to pay for laundry, which is great. It’s a tiny apartment, but it doesn’t smell like cigarette smoke like my last one, so I’m not complaining.
Fairport is pretty wealthy. The neighborhoods are very nice here. So far everyone has been super nice. Super not interested in learning about the gospel and being with their families forever, but they’re super nice about it. Here’s where we get to the fun part. Currently we are teaching zero people. Which means we get to spend all our area time finding. Let me tell you about our Saturday. During the week we’d see lots of people out in their perfectly manicured yards working so we decided to go service tracting in the morning. Normally when we offer service people look at us in our skirts and scoff, so the day we were wearing service clothes to go find people to help..no one is outside. It was so weird! We went around all over and no one was in their yards, or if they were they didn’t need help. Lame. Our afternoon finding activity was going to different parks and drawing the plan of salvation and mormon.org in chalk. Now we thought the parks would be filled with people on a Saturday. Nope. We chalked all over aaaaand then it started pouring rain, erasing our efforts. So we tracted in the rain for the rest of the afternoon. Yay Fairport!
Here I am with my cute companion Sister Fuhriman, from Nampa, Idaho. She’s been out just a transfer longer than me, so since we’re both new we’re sorta makin’ this missionary thing up as we go. But she works really hard and we get along well. Here we are at the Erie Canal in Palmyra during our Grandin shift yesterday. We were sent out by the senior couple to get fresh air.
The ward here is a large family ward. The last ward I was in didn’t have too many kids and it was pretty small, so I really haven’t been in a bustling ward since I moved to YSA. It was kind of a shock to be there on a Sunday. But the ward members are super great and we are getting fed a lot:)