Transfers begin long before we arrive at the transfer site.
Our wonderful assistants carefully create a detailed plan as to
who goes where , when and exactly how to load the trailer
so that the unloading coordinates with each drop off spot.
Whew...makes me crazy just thinking about it,
kind of like math problems in high school.
When everyone arrives the plan is put into action
with Elder Bowyer shouting out instruction using the
new mini bullhorn.
Then Elder Petersen with the skill of a sardine can packer
actually makes everything fit so that it is easily unloaded again.
Looks like those old Inca stone walls
they try to fit a knife between.
Somehow they even get the bikes in there.
Meanwhile the rest of us mill around and get caught up
with past missionary companions and friends.
Boy, it's so cold!!!
Time for a sister's picture,
an elder's picture and
a Spanish group shot.
Hola!!!
With the trailer packed,
Elder Johnson leads us in a song,
and as his final official act as a missionary
Elder Schweigl leads us in the
"Hurray for Israel!" shout,
followed by a lot of fond farewells.
(Most of them won't see each other again for several months.)
Finally they climb aboard the various vehicles heading out
and off they go...
to new areas of labor and new adventures;
new opportunities to grow in faith
and trust in the Lord;
looking for those who are being prepared
to hear their message.
The best two years of their lives!
(so far...)
