First letter from the MTC

August 23, 2012

Dear Family,

I love it here. I am SO GLAD I came. The spirit is so strong here. It's like a sonic charge from Star Wars when Jango and Boba were trying to kill … Qui-Gon? (editors note: Obi-Wan) Anyway – it's powerful.

I worked out today, ran the track and did some pedaling. After I took my second shower today.

I have a full room. Six people, 3 comps. They're all cool, all 19 years old, but I'm okay. Last night I barely slept. My companion's name is Elder Kellon Izatt. He's cool, chill. We both went to CTR Clothing. We have the same shoes. I'll write later. I gotta go to class – personal study.

OK, now hours later – I had sweet 'n sour rice and German chocolate cake for din din. Oh! That kid from Riverside – Boiler- or something – who went on splits w/Brian, he found me (somehow) and told me he knew my brother – it was cool.

So, a few minutes ago there were some loud fireworks going off and two elders were acting out a slow-mo war, with grenades and rpg's and it was humorous.

Oh, so yesterday night we took off and went over and found some Marshmallow Mateys in a small plastic container and a handkerchief with names on it. We as in Elder Izatt and I. The showers remind me of ELF. They're too short and I have to squat to get my pits.

There's so stinkin' much to take in. I WANT FOOD! Probably dried fruit if possible, apples – bananas, whatever else. And – Aunt Tracy sent me a Dear Elder. 

I bought two bottles of water for $1.20, so I have $4.80? on my ID card. Next Wed. is my P-day, laundry, e-mail. Let's see – I get Elders Holt, Drurey, Roush, Mousley, Izatt and Peck (me) in the room. I didn't spell some right, bet ya. The bed is small, well all beds are small for me. I'm the junior comp. for 1.5 weeks. Elder Holt is from Spanish Fork. Most people in my district are from Utah, a few from other places: Vegas, Colorado, Wyoming, Cali. Elder Chavez, he's from Riverside. It's quiet time now. I should write in my journal.

Oh, 538 new missionaries today . . . I mean yesterday. Talk to you later.

Elder Peck

PS There's a tree here that smells like a creamsicle or cream soda (I've heard both). A TREE!