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7/14/13

So, Australia is not the US, and there are a lot of things here that are cool, but also very different.
1 - Aussies talk differently. Not only do they have an accent, but they say things differently.
2 - A gas station is called a SERVO...
3 - Mexican food apparently isn't very good here, but they have a chain called Taco Bill
4 - The equivalent of a Burger King is Hungry Jack
5 - People don't regard some common profanities as impolite in public settings
The work here has had a lot more rejection this week. Of 12 appointments that we've had with investigators, 3 actually came through. The ones that came through were awesome, one is Catholic, the other is Buddhist, one learns from us in secret so as not to upset their family ties, the other is just wanting to learn. Once again, I don't have much time to write, but I'll keep you all posted.
Love,
An Uncommon Elder,
Elder Ryan

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