January 27, 2014
Last week marks six months of being in Europe. Wow.
This past week has flown by. This Wednesday marks the halfway mark of the transfer. I don't know where time is going... It just slips through my fingers. Elder Robbins and I are so busy that the days seem like they're over before they've even begun.
Let me tell you all about fietspads (bike paths) here in the Netherlands. They are nuts. These little paved red paths all over the place, and they're like little bike highways. On fietspads, people are allowed to ride 1) bicycles, 2) bromers (they're like mini-motorcycles), 3) mopeds, and 4) scooters. And by scooters, I mean the scooters old people use to get around. They're no joke here. They have some serious speed. Old people are getting all around the city in style and with speed. You need to ride cautiously on a fietspad, or else you could get in a collision. I have to say, if my bike got in a fight with one of those scooters, the scooter would win.
On Thursday evening, Elder Robbins and I had too many appointments (in the Netherlands -- who'd have thought?) to do alone, so we went on splits with members. I went with a 70-ish year-old stud of a member, who happens to ride a... wait for it... scooter. The scooter he has is called an Elite XS or something like that. Like I said, no joke! We ended up getting lost on the way to the apartment (Lelystad is an easy city to get lost in -- the whole thing is like a maze, especially the fietspads). I'd stop to look at a map, then I'd turn around, and I'd see my temporary-companion zooming off. It took some serious thigh-power to catch up with him. He was great, though. We had a nice conversation. And we eventually found the house of the appointment on time -- despite the fact that we didn't know the address (that's a story for another time, though -- it was a miracle). It was an adventure, to say the least.
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