A journal entry

I have a little time today to write.  It is our preparation day but still have many things to do. I am going shopping with the sisters to find some boots for one of them.  They don't have that much money with them, so I go to pay and then in 3 days the reimbursement will come in from Moscow.   
Jerry will go to one of the investigators to help him in his apartment remodel.  He loves to help, and to get out to do something physical.
We had a great street contacting activity on Sunday afternoon.  We were actually asked to leave one area, because we didn't have the paper that would give permission for the activity.  We had actually tried to find out if the activity were permitted in this area, and I guess no one really knew what was permitted.  Well, we found out!  Not a bad thing, the man who related the news told us kindly, and we left.  We travelled on the subway (metro) for a few stops and then got on a rickety old tram vi.  I don't know exactly how old the trams are but I think they have been around since the 40's!  It is an electric trolly car.  We had among the 8 of us in the group, 4 plastic table tops and the 4 legs for each of the tables, some Books of Mormon and pamphlets, some paper to put over the tables, so we each had something to carry.  Jerry was carrying a plastic bag with 4 or 6 of the table legs and the bag developed a hole in the bottom.

I need to learn how to blog better.  This picture was supposed to be added at the end of the dialog.
It is a picture of our group on the first full day in Nizhniy.  The mission president and his wife are seated by us. 
Seated on the ends of the couch are the sisters we worked with until the one on the far right,  departed for another assignment.
Sister Lovett is center in white shirt and her husband is 2nd from right on the back row.  We replaced them here.  Sister Gay is behind Jerry and me and her husband is 1st on the right, back row.  The tallest elder 6'7" in back and his comp on his left are still here,  and only one of the other elders are still here. 

The table legs started sliding out the bottom of the bag, so he stooped over to pick them up and legs start coming out of the top of the bag.  We had table legs going every direction and I got to giggling about it, and so did the man who was sitting behind me.  The tram is a fairly jerky ride and Jerry wasn't seated.  So he was trying to keep from falling, and filling up the bag which kept emptying.  The man offered Jerry a seat so he could contain those table legs and as soon as the man stood up, a woman got on the tram and very smoothly sat in the seat just vacated!!    I would have helped Jerry with those legs but he was standing right by me and at times half sitting in my lap as the tram was josteling us around.  Jerry gave the helpful man one of our cards and we got off the tram with all table legs in tow!!  The change in location lost us an hour of light.  We found a good place to contact, and a few stopped to talk to us.  It got so cold that people were just hurrying on to get to their destinations.  It made a difference when the sun went down.