Duck eggs in the desert

This week has brought a whirlwind of changes.  I was informed on Saturday evening that I will be moving to a new area.  In addition it will be in a district almost entirely made up of sister missionaries.

As a farewell one of the members of the ward made us some balut.  It is a 10 day old duck egg.  At first I thought it would be really nasty.  As it turns out it is pretty normal tasting. The juice around the yoke tastes a lot like an oyster, the yoke tastes like an egg, and then the actual duck really just tastes like chicken liver.  It isn't something I would go out and buy every day, but it was pretty tasty.  The texture was the hardest thing to deal with, because occasionally you would get a little bone, much like you would in salmon.

I am rather sad that I will not be staying in this area any longer.  Because of Elder Robinson's injury at the beginning of the transfer I was really only here for 5 weeks.  It felt way too fast, but at the same time I'm amazed at how many people I got to meet and work with.

Elder Robinson will be training a new missionary in my place.  It is pretty funny because he will learn even more patience than he did dealing with the sprains.  Luckily for him he is out of a boot and now can get around without it.

A short email again due to time and the ability to write.  If a lengthier letter is wanted I would suggest a multiple choice questionnaire.

I hope everyone's week is wonderful,
Elder Will Davidson