We have made friends with a girl who is trying to do a medical rotation in Chicago. She invited us over for dinner last night. I don't know what I ate, but it was delicious (couldn't understand in English or French). It was enough food to feed an army though. Dessert was blueberry pie. I think Clark ate half the pie, the mom kept bringing out more and more. His tongue was so purple by the end.
Every African I've met is unbelievably nice. We have a few in our Chicago ward and their testimonies are unreal. I mean who drags a bed out in the hallway for some random people who look like they're homeless?! Clark met a lot of Africans on his mission in France. He talked a lot about the culture with our friends mom last night. I think she fell in love with him :)
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