Thursday morning at 9am I did an inspection on the apartment of the four Sorelle living below us. It went quickly, with only two fairly minor issues. I emailed off my report, so we are done with inspections for this transfer. The day was warm and humid enough that I wore a short-sleeved shirt for the first time in quite a while. Soon I will pack most of my long-sleeve shirts and pull out my summer shirts and slacks. We do not have enough closet space to have everything out at once.
Dee rolled out to the car on her scooter for the first time, and it generally works quite well. Paolo was pleased to see the thing in operation and jokingly asked her if she would like to motorize it! We got almost all set in the car, and then she realized she had forgotten her new backpack, so I went back upstairs to get it. We arrived just a few minutes late, with some Anziani from Roma 2 there to greet us and help her get into the elevator. They had an investigator there to teach, so it all worked out well.
It was a typically slow Thursday afternoon. I walked over to the ATM nearby to get some cash, because Friday I hope to open a bank account there and this will be my opening deposit. There was a bunch of WhatsApp traffic all afternoon discussing some changes to the upcoming schedule of events, which we finally got resolved. I spent a bunch of time on lesson prep for Friday, almost ready to go now.
Dee writes: I mostly did stuff on my computer, and used my new scooter as a footrest to elevate my injury. I did some studying and also ordered a special cushion for the scooter to make it more comfortable.
Mrs. Chirra came by to see us and get our email addresses. She was a little alarmed by my scooter and told me to be careful. She has offered to bring me an easy chair from her own home twice now. She has been very friendly.
I asked Doug to buy me some cheese the other day. I just gave a general description and he brought home two very nice new types to try. I call him the cheese whisperer, since he has made such great cheese discoveries.
It is worth mentioning something that we have noticed in the culture here. Everyone seems to think it normal to lick the serving utensils and put them back into the serving container. At first we thought it was just a couple of people, but now we have seen a whole bunch of folks do it. Apparently this is acceptable here, and nobody seems to be dying, so I guess it is ok, though it does seem unhygienic to us.
We took some photos of Dee with her different vehicles to send to the Pickerds to show them that she is functioning well. If a young missionary can't walk for ten days, they get sent home to recover. Our assignment obviously involves much less walking, but we wanted to make it clear that Dee is back at work.