After a morning of getting last minute important things done, it was off to Provo.
Everyone had the same idea for pictures at the temple.
At the MTC, there is no long goodbye. The luggage was unloaded quickly.
It was similar to Elder Ormsby's first day of kindergarten: a "lean" instead of a hug, huge smile on his face as he talked over his mom's shoulder to the missionaries helping out, then he walked into the MTC without a glance back or a goodbye. He is so ready to go to Romania.
Please keep Elder Ormsby in your prayers. The next two months are compared to "drinking out of a firehose". The language learning is intense.