Monday, May 28, 2012

Untitled #1 (or: Changes in Logistics Make My Brain Hurt)

Dear Family and Loyal Blog Readers,
Don't get too comfortable with the idea that I will be serving in Ryazan sometime soon. Also, I am not writing this e-mail from Tula. As often occurs in our mission, logistics get all twisted and confused to the point where I have personally have no definite idea about what I will be doing over the next few weeks.
In my last e-mail I outlined a plan. That plan changed. As such, I didn't go to Tula this weekend (due to Kazakhstan Troubles, the bane of office existence), instead I stayed in Moscow. I will actually be going to Tula tomorrow for only two days and then I will head over to Ryazan for a week with Elder Hunt. After that I will return to the office for two weeks to serve with Elder Anisiforov in the office in Moscow. After that, I am not too sure what I'll be doing, since the AP's and President Woolley both told me two completely different plans. So I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens. Although this seems unusual and nightmarishly complex (if it doesn't seem complex, you haven't had to order train tickets for the whole mission to transfer) logistical mix-ups occur quite often in our mission, by nature of the fact that our mission is huge and has a ton of factors working in it. The least of these factors being that we have to coordinate our efforts across three different countries with three very different governments and laws. But alas, that is our life.
Other than these mix-ups, our week was actually quite boring. On Thursday we took a road trip down to Voronezh. One of the Moscow senior couples moved down to Voronezh, so we had to help them move. Voronezh is our most southern city in our mission and is about seven hours away on the road. Early Thursday morning we got on the road and started down to Voronezh. I had a great chat with the senior couple about farming practices, San Francisco and military aircraft (Elder Craythorn was a builder of Minuteman ICBM's and also traveled the world helping foreign countries integrate the F-16 fighter plane.) Unfortunately, we couldn't stay in Voronezh too long so we turned around in less than an hour and drove back to Moscow. It was a long fourteen hours on the road, especially because we ran into traffic. I did catch up on my letter writing during the time, so if you wrote me a letter recently you should be getting a reply.
We did not travel to a different city for the weekend. We had far too much work to do with the common transfer. On Saturday though, we did take a P-Day, since we rarely ever have P-Days in the office. Elder Lantukh and I decided to go tour the Tsaritsyno Park and Estate. The Estate was built in the 16th century by Tsar Boris Godunov for his sister Irina. Catherine the Great purchased the land in 1775 and had a new palace built on the site in 18th century pseudo-Gothic style (which gives the palace an ominous and complex look). The park is covered with various buildings, including concert halls, an art museum, an Orthodox church and various pavilions. The landscape is so large and expansive that you could spend at least a few days exploring all of the paths and finding all of the various buildings hidden in the forest. During the 19th and 20th century many of the buildings fell into disrepair. Mountaineers used the ruined buildings for practice until government officials repaired many of the dilapidated buildings. Now, the estate is a open to public and offers tours of the grounds. We decided not to take a tour but to just wander around somewhat aimlessly. Because I don't have much else to write, I included the pictures I took of the estate as well as some other pictures of Moscow. I hope you enjoy them and have a great week as summer gradually creeps upon us.
As Always,
Elder Zachery Brasier
Some pictures. I've noticed that many of my pictures lately have been about military equipment and graveyards. So here is a softer side of Russia. We toured one of the many parks in Russia, so I allowed myself to be a tree-hugger and take pictures of trees and animals and flowers. Also I included some other stuff.
The lake in Tsaritsyno Park
 On the port!
In the forest!
I call this "The Joy of Retirement." Once you retired, you can go sit in beautiful parks and have stalker American missionaries take pictures of you!
 Some swans (at least I think they are swans)
This random arch on an island that we couldn't get to.
 A statue! (note the sickle in the left hand. This is a perfect example of the Soviet usage of Greek style for sculptures and buildings)
 Elder Lantukh
 An abandoned soccer field. It hasn't been played on for quite some time.
 I played a little with my macro focus feature on my camera. This is the same soccer field.
  I don't know why, but I really liked this tree.
  The forest
 A destroyed building.
 Me playing archaeologist and trying to figure out how the building was destroyed.
 On a bridge, with a part of the Tsaritsyno Estate in the background.
 The Tsaritsyno Estate.
 The gates to the gardens and park (we toured the whole park backwards).
 The builders. I imagine them saying (in Russian): Man on the Left: "As you can see Matvey, I have built this little man out of extra bricks and clockwork left over from the estate." Man on Right: "Wow Vasiliy that is outstanding, but unfortunately it seems that he is brainless, he cannot even speak Russian properly."
 Me, indignant: "Yes I can speak Russian! (in my poor American accent!)" Man on Right: "See Vasiliy, my point is proven!" Both men laugh to my embarrassment. That is just how I would imagine this conversation.
 More pictures of the Estate
The Tsaritsyno fountains.
 The National Library with our good friend Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky in front.
An exterior view of the Kreml.
The Pushkin National Art Museum
 The doors to the Cathedral of Christ the Savior. Unfortunately the building was way to big to get in one picture and for some reason my other pictures didn't save. This was a sweet Cathedral though, the biggest in Russia and the most beautiful. Also it has an interesting history: The cathedral was commissioned in the early 1800's to commemorate the victory over Napolean's Grande Armée in 1812 and wasn't finished until 1860, finally being consecrated in 1883. After the death of Vladimir Lenin, the Soviet Union took a strong anti-religious stance and chose the site of the cathedral for the super-tall skyscraper "The Palace of the Soviets". In 1931 the cathedral was demolished by order of Joseph Stalin but the Palace of the Soviets was not completed before World War II. All construction halted during the war and building never resumed. After the fall of the USSR, the Orthodox church received permission to rebuild the cathedral on the originally site. Construction commenced in 1992 was finally completed in 2000. The cathedral is huge, and I'm really disappointed my pictures all disappeared. If you have time I would strongly recommend looking up pictures of the cathedral.
Street Dancers (they were actually quite good, I got some sweet videos)
Some guy with a crazy Indian guitar.
A random lady playing the accordion. As you can tell nobody is interesting in listening to this poor old lady.
 A cool statue on Arbat Street
 Some statue of horses drowning. I don't really get it.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

If I'm Still Alive This Time Next Year/I'm just the boy with the new hair cut.....

Dear Family and Loyal Blog Readers,

After last weeks relative lack of events, this week has been quite exciting for more than a few reasons. As of this week I have officially hit my year mark on my mission. I don't feel like I've been on my mission that long though! But alas, I am now officially one of the old men in our mission, just hobbling along, telling old mission "war stories" and trying to keep up with all the young folks. Well, its not exactly like that, but due to the fact that people age significantly faster on their missions, it seems to me that I am much older than all the new kids who show up. I find it rather funny.
Early this week, President and the AP's were working on the transfers coming up in two weeks. Because they like to keep this somewhat secret, they had shut the door to President's office and were discussing things. Suddenly, Elder Bressler came out and told me to come talk to President for a little bit. Of course I thought I was in trouble for something (but I wasn't). President just wanted to inform me of my coming transfer. Please, strap yourselves in for a quite convoluted transfer. This weekend I will be going to Tula, because Elder Ramero is going to Kazakhstan, and thus Elder Hark needs a companion for a week. During this time, Elder Anisiforov will be going to the office to get trained in office things by Elder Lantukh. After a week, I will return to the office to be with Elder Anisiforov for three weeks while Elder Lantukh goes to the city of Ryazan for three weeks and then ends his mission. When Elder Lantukh goes home I will go to Ryazan and it will be my new area. I will be serving there with Elder Hunt, who is a pretty new Elder. This means that I'll be the senior companion and the most senior missionary in Ryazan, and so I'll be serving as the District Leader as well. It should be a pretty cool transfer. So yes, that is the future for me.
In the middle of the week we had a mission conference. I always enjoy mission conferences because I get to see all my old friends and companions. Thus, I hung out with Elder Olsen, Elder Jewkes and some of my other friends. I was especially excited because I finally got to see Elder Dannenberg! He is finally back from Kazakhstan and is now the branch president of Tver, so he was at the conference. I was so excited to see him because we haven't seen each other for almost 10 months now. I was slightly disappointed though because Voronezh didn't come to the conference, so I wasn't able to see Elder Wadsworth, another one of my friends who I haven't seen for almost 10 months. Interestingly enough, I found out that I have essentially "gone viral" in the mission. One P-Day I was really bored while my companion was sleeping so I came up with some fake mission-related movie trailers using some music I have on me. I decided one day to show Elder Jewkes, and he took a video of my performing these little movie trailer sketches. Then Elder Turner took a video of me doing these little sketches. Both have been showing everybody these two movie trailers that I came up with and so at the conference everybody was asking me to do these sketches live. Unfortunately I didn't have any music so I couldn't do the sketches, but I was shocked that my little P-Day project gained so much fame.
This weekend we went to Yaroslavl, and it was awesome! I was on splits for two days with one of my good friends Elder Barker, and we had a really good time teaching and also seeing the city on P-Day. Yaroslavl is a beautiful city on the Volga river (every city of the Volga river is pretty including Tver and Nizhny Novgorod). It is noted for the amount of Orthodox temples and cathedrals in the city, more than one thousand! We were there on a beautiful weekend, and I really enjoyed the nice weather and the excessive greenery. The branch in Yaroslavl was awesome and I enjoyed teaching some investigators and a Somalian church member. Also, the senior couple in Yaroslavl (the Forsyth's) where way awesome and made us feel really welcome. On P-Day, we all took a tour of the city, and I'll attach some of our pictures of the city and this museum that we toured called the Music and Time museum (essentially it was an eccentric collection of old musical instruments, old clocks, turn of the century irons and gramophones). I enjoyed Yaroslavl and also hanging out with Elder Barker while Elder Lantukh and Elder Kvasnitsky (my old Ukranian companion) went on splits. One thing I really like on my mission is the ability to make friends with people who I wouldn't usually be drawn too. For instance, Elder Barker is a big football player from a nowhere town in the middle of Nebraska, somebody pretty far outside of my normal social circle. But, Elder Barker is one of my best friends because on a mission none of that really matters and we actually have a lot in common and get along pretty well. I always enjoy making friends on my mission that I really would not have otherwise.
Well, it was interesting this week to complete a year on my mission. I guess it's all downhill from here! I am excited for the next year because now I understand how to do missionary work and I can speak the language at an intermediate level, so I don't really have to worry about all the technical aspects of the work (of course I'll continue developing my language and work skills, but I mean that it won't really hold me back anymore). It feels weird to be one of the older missionaries now. All of the younger missionaries look at the older ones and think that somehow we have everything figured out, that we have enough experience to just know how to do things. This is of course not true! We are still trying to figure it all out piece by piece and figure out problems as they hit us. I do know that my understanding of my purpose as a missionary and my understanding of my life in general has increased tremendously. This year has really been a defining year of my life, and I'm looking forward to another year of great (and not so great) times that will help me become the person that the Lord wants me to be.
I hope you all have a great week and those of you in desert climates will stay cool! Live long and prosper!
From Russia with Love,
Elder Zachery Brasier
PS- I got a new haircut this week. In Yaroslavl I noticed that my hair was too long so I asked Sister Forsyth to trim it a little. Well Sister Forsyth didn't remember that the guard on her clippers was broken. So as she went in to trim the top of my head, the guard popped off! I remember thinking: "OH NO!!!" but Sister Forsyth didn't notice that the guard had failed! Thus, in one swift motion, she gouged a large bald spot into my hair. I was in just a little bit of shock (as was Sister Forsyth). In an attempt to save my hair we hurried to a barbershop but the girls their just laughed when I asked them if they could do anything to fix it. So I have a bald spot that will probably last for the next two weeks. See my attached pictures.
The view of the Volga River
Various gramophones and clocks
An old air powered pedal organ
Old irons
Bells and old irons
Gramophones and vinyls
A Soviet Vinyl
A Jesus bust
Old Russian typewriter
A bunch of Catholic church bells
How paradoxical: Open every day! Day off: Tuesday... Hmm, I guess Tuesday doesn't count as one of the days.
Elder Barker, making some sort of wish.
Me (looking rather drunk) in front of some gardens
An Orthodox cathedral!
Elder Barker and the place where the first settlers landed

Elder Lantukh looking happy in the sun and trying to get money from us.
 Me, and a tank
A classic "Forward to Victory" picture
A war cemetery (for all the soldiers from Yaroslavl who died in World War II (and other wars)
Said war cemetery
Cemetery, with an Orthodox church in the background
More cemetery
My new hair
Another shot of my new hair
Me with an artillery gun.