The MTC here is beautiful!

After almost 12 hours of grueling travel, we finally made it to the MTC.  Turns out there were 12 missionaries on our flight.  6 elders and 6 sisters.  I was unsuccessful in my attempts to sleep on the flight to Paris, but I'm somehow still functioning.  Back when the Spanish consul told us what to do if our luggage got lost, somehow I knew it would happen to me.  Yes, lost one of my bags, and yes it is the one with all my clothes in it.  Not to worry though, we got it all figured out and it should be here soon. 

The MTC here in Madrid is literally about 50 feet from the temple, and the temple is breathtaking.  I can't wait to see the inside of it!  Our whole group decided to buy some macaroons in the Paris airport, and they were delicious!  I took a few pictures.  Also, just terminal F in that airport must be twice the size of Salt Lake City airport.  It was so massive!  Unfortunately it was really cloudy and foggy in Paris, so we were unable to see the Eiffel tower.  Oh well, I'll get another chance sometime in the future. 

I don't think the realization that my mission is finally here really hit me until I reached the MTC, but I couldn't be happier!  I know that this is where I am supposed to be.  I feel like my Spanish is already getting better just by talking to the guy that picked us up from the airport, and I can't wait till I can speak it good enough to share the joy of the gospel with someone.  I love you guys so much and look forward to the next time I get to write you.  Sorry it’s short today, I didn't have much time.