An update on my French

My French is coming along so well, I'm surprised! I saw catching fire in French, and understood most of it. I can hold a conversation pretty well, and sometimes my first reaction comes out in French.

The first time I noticed this, Alandra and I were walking to the movie theatre, and Alandra was about to cross the street when the pedestrian guy was red and not green, and there were cars coming and everything. She goes to step off the curb (we were preoccupied with being excited to see Catching Fire), I grab the strap of her purse, yell, "C'EST ROUGE!!" And yank her back. And the car goes speeding by her. We were both impressed by that haha.

And I'm still not use to when I have a thought and it's in French... That's strange to me. Sometimes, I ink it's not even my thought because it's a bit weird.

And today, as we were going to church, I was talking to sœur Gerad about scarves, Christmas, Canada, and a French verb. (All in French).

I'm also pretty sure my dream was in French last night because I awoke with French words on my mind.

Last Sunday, I invited Alandra to church with me, so after we could go visit the chateaux de Versailles. She understood most of what was being said, but since we were talking about family history and doing work for the dead she was a bit confused, so I had to explain a couple things for her. It was also fast and testimony meeting. I had prayed that she would feel the spirit when she came, but as I was sitting there as the sacrament was being passed, I had this feeling that in order for that to happen I needed to act. I knew that I needed to get up there a bear my testimony, share what I know to be true. It was a very simple testimony. But after she told me she was very impressed that I got up there. And she was amazed at how welcoming and kind all the members were to us when we came, she could definitely see why I enjoyed coming so much. Hopefully she enjoyed it too, and she'll be up to coming with me again.

Bruxelles, Belgique

The first thing you notice when you step of the bus in Brussels is the smell. A wave of fresh... garbage, and then you do this awkward two step dance move trying to avoid the trash on the sidewalk. According to the guide we picked up from our hostel, "Brussels is ugly, but we love it."

Speaking of hostel:

Very good first experience!

We are use to a very relaxed way of traveling, but in Brussels we had only 30 hours to see the whole city! And boy did we see everything! Our feet were sore!

Enough talk now, I'll just post the pictures.

Mannequin pis