Sean's Letter of February 27, 2008

I'm doing alright. The 17-year old investigator we had told us to never come back. So much for that awesome experience.
It's been raining alot here. Sometimes we gotta stop and dump the water out of our shoes and then continue on. It sucks. I am definitely not going to live in Europe after my mission. I sure love and miss America.
We had Niel L. Anderson from the Presidency of the 70 come and speak to us. Just to our zone and the Den Haad zone. So in total 40 missionaries and I sat on the front row. He was literally one foot away from me the whole time. I shook his hand, he even used me in his talk thingy. It was so cool. He looked me in the eye like twenty times. It was so cool.
But last week we ate dinner at an investigator's house and they fed us raw chicken. It was cooked on one side, but 75% of it was RAW! I was so scared that I was going to get sick from it but I didn't.
But ya. Nothing else really this week. Oh, I gave a talk in church. In Dutch. That was fun!
By-the-way, my friends CAN email me (sean.burton@myldsmail.com) I just have to write them back, I can't email them. But anyway...I haven't received anything yet. No letters or anything.
I went to Sint Jans (Saint John's) church today. It's the oldest and biggest church in the Netherlands. It was pretty cool.
I have traveled to Rotterdam three times, Amsterdam, Goude, Utrecht, three time sto hiel, oss, and den Haag.
So far I've talked to people from the Netherlands, Belgium, Germany, Denmark, Poland, Ukraine, Romania, Hungary, Iraq, Turkey, Pakistan, Afganistan, India, China, Indonesia, South America and tons of African nations.