Day of rest. Went to church. Had a long day in church - we went to Sunday school and Priesthood/Primary/Relief Society in our ward, and then drove to Sarah's parent's ward and attended all of the meetings there. Sarah's parents happened to have moved into my old mission area, so some people remembered me from 15 years ago. After all these years I was remembered as the missionary that liked bananas. I still like them, but not nearly as much as I did back then. During dinner appointments I would leave the beef and the cake alone, and go after bananas. If it was hot - it usually was in the summer, and I was hungry, I could eat 10 at once if the family had that many, but they usually had only 5.
During the Priesthood opening exercises we sat down to sing the opening hymn, when to my great surprise I saw a hymn book in Russian. I looked at it again, sure enough it was in Russian. It happened to belong to an elder who served in the Ukraine some time ago. So he and I sang the opening hymn in Russian.