I guess every town has this, but Tacoma never ceases to amaze me with the diversity of people it holds. Instead of listing off the many colorful people we've met here, I'll just go straight to a less-active we met who lives under a tree. It's in the backyard of his parent's house, so if he needs, he sleeps on their porch or something, but when we visit him, we sit under a roof of pine branches tied together to keep most of the rain and sun out. His bed is gymnastics tumbling mat on top of a sheet of wood, and one of the first things I noticed when looking up, was a Book of Mormon rolled into a scroll and tied above his bed. I've heard of people doing things like that to holy writings to keep bad luck and spirits away, but the funny part was when we offered to give him a new one and he took down the old and pried the pages apart as if to prove he could still use it. It didn't work very well as the pages were obviously rain damaged and permanently curled, so he accepted the new one.
Saturday was a big day for us as our goal for the district was to talk to at least 700 people by the end of the week, and since Sundays are always so busy with member meals and going to multiple wards, this was our day to hit home. We paired up with the English sisters in our ward and found a festival going on in town where we decided to draw the Plan of Salvation in chalk so whoever walked by would see it and we could talk to them about it. It turned our really well, and by the end of the day our district added up to exactly 700 total of people we talked to that week. It's exhausting talking to nearly every person you see, but it was fun!
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