President called me on Saturday and told me I was getting transferred to Battambang! It's Monday and I'm emailing from the mission home because my bus leaves at noon.
Last P-day we took a trip to the only pine forest in Cambodia. It was weird.
So Asian:
Pan-o-sam-a:
Elder Olson and I had a lovely reunion lunch:
Dog for dinner. Its a little overcooked but it'll do:
My crew:
I already miss Elder Khiev:
Cambodian drum-line:
This is an intersection next to the independence monument. Every week we print out two hundred flyers for English class and then I walk out in the middle of that chaos and spin around basically throwing out flyers. I haven't died yet.
Dominoes pizza in Cambodia:
It's hard to describe a mission. I can't explain it. It's just so different from anything else in this world. I learn new things everyday. I learn how to deal with problems, how to love different kinds of people, how to do things when I don't want to, how to like doing new things. It's all just part of the mission. I'm so grateful to be out here. I'm grateful to get a new area and try out even more new things. I know the mission is true.
love,
elder osborne