We dropped Elder Hales off last Wednesday at the MTC. Poor guy was barely recovering from the stomach flu. In fact, for the whole drive up to Provo, he was horizontal on the back seat. At least he got totally caught up with his sleep.
After a quick stop at Subway for a sandwich, it was time to deposit him at the MTC. It was quite an efficient operation.
There were lots of tears, but everyone is happy. He waved goodbye and pumped his fist in the air as he left and said, "See you in two years!" What a great kid he is.
The address below is only good until the 17th because he leaves on the 20th. (and the 19th is a holiday)