Chili....no, make that Chilly......uh make that Chile

We made our way across town to the mission office (on a very pleasant day - perfect coat weather - but a little chilly to SK) to meet with one of the President's counselors/right-hand man.  I am not sure that he is officially a counselor but he is indispensable to President Sederholm.  He is a former stake president and he has lived here all his life, raised his family here, and knows Denmark as well as anyone could.  He takes care of housing among other things, which can be a full-time job, between finding and furnishing apartments for missionaries and training young missionaries how to take care of them, to inspecting quarterly every apartment in the mission.

He is retiring at the end of the month.  The new couple who will replace him does not have a car, so Elder Andersen asked us to take over the job of inspecting the 19 apartments on Sjaelland.  We happily agreed, and hope that we can find the time with the car to get that done.  Since we share a car, we only have the car on the days we are at the center and every other weekend.  So that cuts down on our ability to travel very far on weekdays.

In the early evening, we went to eat at a little cafe with the Parkers.  I had a hamburger - which was very excellent.  SK had a Mexican dish (!) leaded with chilies.  We enjoyed talking about the differences in our assignments as well as the similarities.  They do a lot of member support, visiting members and filling assignments for the Bishop, as well as their duties with the YSAs.  Their program is smaller, and they meet only once a week usually.  They also inspect missionary apartments so they are very busy.

Alejandra, a member of our branch is from Chile, and she spoke at Relief Society this evening....giving a power point presentation about her mother country.  She brought some friends from Chile with her, and they sat on the back row.  She spoke in Danish....and her Danish sounded very good to me, but occasionally she would get stuck for a word - then she would reel off something in that beautiful Spanish language and the friend from the back row would tell her what it was in Danish.....and if I didn't understand the word by then, my cute Danish friend sitting beside me would translate into English.  See....we all manage to communicate rather well.  Thank heavens for multi-lingual individuals!

Home again home again where we found a delightful bakery goodie that the Parkers left.   (SK just walked in from his meeting at the center with the mission president, a counselor in the stake presidency, the Seminaries and Institutes Director and our YSA co-chairmen.)

It's kind of late to eat stuff like that.  Oh well....Caution to the wind.....we'll just have to eat a little bit.