The MTC

Well, what to say. . . This MTC is an experience unlike anything before. It is, hands down, the hardest thing I have ever done. Not because the work is hard because that is coming along very easy to me. I just really miss you guys. The MTC has big tall electric chain linked barbed wire fences all around it protected by armed guards. It feels like prison here.

Africa is hard!! It is sooooooo hot here and we only have a/c in the classrooms. I sweat all night long. Soon my pants won't fit any more.. Still can't eat fish (especially when it's looking at me)I've lost two belt holes (lookin' good!)

Basketball is fun (except in the rain, way too slick). We play with a basketball that is like 100 years old. It has no tread on it. Oh well. It's better than nothing! The African missionaries love me cuz I'm so big. I've also discovered that I am dang good at soccer. I was rippin' it up. I am also the arm wrestling champ of the MTC, like father like son!

When they said this would be a humbling experience that was an understatement! This place is worse than any of the pictures I saw. Pictures can't even describe it. It is hard for me to understand how people live like this. I realize that I am spoiled. We are very blessed people.

We went to the temple the other day and it was good. It was cool because I got to be an escort and it was a great experience. It was hard because I couldn't understand the worker very well. I'm glad we got to go to the temple.

I love you guys. Can't wait to hear from you.

Love, Elder Moss