Arad has so many things if you can find them!

We are thinking that the all time question would be: Have you played pickleball in Romania yet! Okay we have some breaking news for you......ready? "Da" Not duh.... da in Romanian means yes. So we were out on a very long walk trying to familiarize ourselves with a part of the city we hadn't yet been in and just before a bridge to the river we look down and there it is... an old recreation area with a court for badmitten all marked closely to pickleball. We go over and sure enough it would work. Didn't know if it was public or not, so we just happen to see our branch pres. on the way and he said it was public. So on Monday which is P-day, we took the elders and sisters, strung a piece of plastic marking tape we found along the trench across and though a bit primitive, we had a ball. Should say P-ball of a time. We loved it. Felt so good to sweat a little and wear something besides a dress!

On to our YSA which we are getting to know will take a long time for them to have our trust as we understand it. They tell us they will be there, but mostly don't. It will come, as we try to get to know them. Such heart breaking stories of their lives, yet they are members and we need to nurture them. We walk for hours to the church and take food not knowing if one or two or more will be there. The area institute director from Hungary met with us and they want the institute lessons taught in Romanian. So that puts us out of the pic on that one. We will still be there with a meal for whoever comes.

We have beautiful Fall days and the bounty of the harvest is evident. Especially at the piata. Can't beleive all the local venders and how they come each day and stay all day at the tables selling their products. We have been searching and searching for product for this Zone Conf. dinner that Elder McFaddden is cooking. ( Funny thing, Dad can't remember to call me Sora McFadden and blurts out "Rosie" all the time! ) They wanted burritos. Well they don't do Mexican food here, nor do they have the spices, but he has been very creative and borrowed pots and pans and trays from anyone we know. You have no idea how tiny our kitchen is and what a challenge this is. Right now our frig is FULL of cooked beans and product and we haven't got it all yet.

Each hour of the day is a challenge..we love our Father in Heaven and have found that we need to grow in so many ways to serve here... just figuring out who and how to pay for our electricity, water and gas and internet is baffling. We are on it though..when they come around to read the water meter, we pracically have to stand on our heads under the sinks and get the numbers for them, hot and cold. Some days we don't have hot though!

One thing I love about Sunday is when the one who can play a little piano isn't there and I get to play as we can't understand a thing they say for 3 hours! But oh how they love to sing. For Sunday school and all.

Know that we love you and you are in our prayers and we feel yours. Thank you so much. Hope you enjoy the piata pics.

Tu iubim, Sora and Elder McFadden