Tales of Deutschland

*Letter has been edited from original email for public viewing*

‘Sup people!

So I’ve had a pretty crazy first full week in Germany. As I try to compose my thoughts about what I actually did this week, and what I should share, I’m just gonna ramble and rant a little about Germany.

Germany is a very strange place. For one thing, and this goes for all of Europe – get some real money! I miss American money. Money that actually feels like real money. The Euros here makes me feel like I’m carrying around monopoly money with me all the time. They’re too shiny, and come in too many different and bright colors. I don’t really know if this next thought applies to all of Germany or just my area, but seriously how many casinos and wig shops does one city actually need? There is at least one or the other, usually both, on just about every street in Saarbrücken. I counted about eight of each on the ten minute walk to this internet cafe. I’ve decided that Germans have very bland taste buds. Anything that you eat here that says “extra scharf”(extra spicy), pretty much translates to “very slightly above mild”. It’s very disappointing. Germans also have a very big misconception on what is “American”. We went grocery shopping today and the American section was definitely not American. For starters, Americans don’t combine and sell their ketchup and mustard in a toothpaste tube. That’s German. And we definitely don’t have any “Hamburger dressings” that have sauerkraut in the ingredients. Again, German. Other American foods included donuts, steak, apple pie, and hot dogs. I’ll give it to em, those are pretty darn ‘Merican. Also, cough drops are not candy! They try and sneak the cough drops into the candy section of stores, but I see past their lies!

So what of interest have I done this week. Well last P-day (Mondays are “Preparation” days or “P” Days) the other three Elders and I went to the Schröder family’s house for dinner. So what was the first tasty German meal prepared for me by members? Burritos. Not very German is it? Well I don’t even care because they were SO good! Sister Schöder, I can’t remember her maiden name, is actually from Peru so she was able to make us some incredibly tasty authentic South American burritos. Her husband, who we call Pascal, is a really cool guy. He speaks English, German, French, Spanish, and Italian. All fluently, and all very well. He’s awesome. He also wears a very nice and fashionable white fedora. They have a little almost two year old daughter named Anita, who is super shy but super adorable. Yesterday, though, I was able to get her to smile at me and give me a high five at church, so we’re basically best friends now.

We spent the rest of last P-day going to stores in the city trying to buy matching ties and lightsabers for the four of us. That’s another thing about going on a mission: missionaries find weird ways to entertain themselves. Apparently there is a pretty big sized game going on throughout the mission, where people pretend to be Jedi and Sith. Elder Kalt is a member of the Jedi council, so he said that if I joined the Sith then he’d hate me forever. So I guess I’m joining the Jedi. You have to undergo specific training to join, though. To become a Jedi Knight you have to study underneath your desk everyday for a week, and to be a Jedi Master, you have to be able to juggle. That was convenient (Austin loves to juggle, and brought his “professional” juggling balls with him to Germany). So I’m gonna become a Jedi Master. I haven’t decided what color lightsaber to buy yet, either green or purple. Blue is too mainstream. So today we’re gonna go and try to buy those again since we weren’t able to find any last time. But yes, missionaries find very strange ways to entertain themselves. I listen to Disney and other various musical songs daily, which is pretty darn awesome. I need to buy a good flash drive, though, because that’s apparently how missionaries share all of their music. There are missionaries that have every Disney and musical songs that I have except in German, which I need to have! My goal is to come back home after the mission knowing every Disney song in both English and German. And hey, I’m already half way there! We also listen to a lot of Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings music, and quote them both a lot. Whenever the four of us are together, which is a good amount of the time by the way, and someone asks “should we walk in the rain?” or something like that, someone has to respond with “I do not fear death!” Or when someone asks where we are going we’ll respond with “into the wild” and if you know Lord of the Rings, you should know those quotes.

We ride the trains a lot, which is kind of cool. Our area is very green and has some very beautiful locations, but I end up sleeping most of the time on the trains, since we legally aren’t really allowed to talk to people unless they talk to us. We pretty much walk everywhere, except for when we ride the trains. We technically have bikes, but there’s no point in using them, and they’re stored in our Keller, which is our basement. Kellers are gross, though, so we don’t really go down there unless we really need to. I’ve learned that missionaries pretty much leave all of their things that they don’t want to take home with them in their last area, so I’ve found some pretty useful stuff in my apartment. I’ve found some coats, umbrellas, ties, and a German board game called “Dungeoneer” which we will never play, because even with the English instructions it’s still the most complicated and ridiculous game in the world!

This week has been pretty busy, though. We’ve had a lot of meetings to go to, some really far away, so we haven’t had a lot of time to actually go and find people to try and teach. We have gone a couple times though without much real success. Germans are all very nice, though, most say that they’re not really interested, say have a good day, and then leave. So for now we’ve just mainly been planning, setting up appointments, and getting ready for a big event that our ward has next Saturday. We’re having a “Tag der Offenen Tür” which basically means “Open house” where people are supposed to come to the church building, have a tour of all the rooms and paintings, do a genealogy workshop, an English class, and then a question and answer thing. We’ve been planning and working on this a lot of our time the last week, and it’s a pretty big deal to the ward, so I hope and pray that it works out. That’s another thing, I really like my ward! They’re all really nice, and my bishop is a bee keeper! He makes German Honey and gives it to us! It’s awesome!

Well I’ve got to go now. We’ve got a lesson to teach today, to a guy named Ammon so that’ll be cool, and we’re gonna go buy lightsabers and buy me a Döner (A Döner, or Döner kebab, is a sandwich thing – like a pita or gyro – they are pretty yummy!). I’m excited!

Peace out home skillets (Love ya and miss ya Mom and Dad),
Elder Austin Cassell (The Awesome)

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My First Email From Germany!

 *Original email edited to protect the innocent.  😉

So I’ve finally arrived in Germany. I knew flying over Germany that I was no longer in Texas. There wasn’t a single truck to be found on the roads. It’s been a pretty crazy week. Literally. But I’ll get to that eventually. Be excited.

Before I get in to stuff, I’d just like to say that I really despise typing on this German keyboard! The “y” key and the “z” key are switched, and it messes me up every time I try to type something with a “y” in it! I’ve never truly appreciated how many times I’ve used the letter “y” before, but now I see that I use it quite a lot! Another thing, the key that you use to create an apostrophe has been replaced with this key: ä. It’s really annoying me. By the way, I’m typing all of this in an internet cafe near my apartment. There’s a very large, elderly middle eastern lady next to me watching Snow White. She comments on it from time to time. It’s pretty sweet.

So the twenty eight other missionaries and I arrived to Germany this last Wednesday. We got there at about 8:30 German time. After getting through them checking our passports, we immediately were greeted by President Schwartz and Sister Schwartz. They told us all “hertzlich wilkommen!” which basically is the way that you welcome somebody in Germany. President Schwartz gave all of the Elders hugs. Then we all loaded our luggage onto the truck that they had rented for us. Then President Schwartz  came back and shook all of our hands and hugged us again. Then we all went and got on the Bahn to go to the mission home. It took a little while for us to get there, but once we got there, one of the assistants to the president, a British chap by the name of Elder Penfold, had me and two other elders that arrived go with him to an appointment at a members house to go talk to her. Total time in Germany: one hour. Number of appointments: one. Yes, I am that good. Anyways, it was a pretty easy little visit. We just shared a quick spiritual thought, asked her if she had any referrals, and then she gave us a plate of cinnamon rolls and some mineral water. That stuff is gonna take some getting used to.

So once we got back to the mission home, they gave us a crap ton of paperwork to fill out. Boring. Then they gave us a bunch of bretzels (mom note:  this is a real thing, had to look it up to see if it’s a spelling error.  It’s a bread thing…carry on!), apples, apple juice, and samples of German chocolates. Tasty. After that it was my turn to go and interview with P. Schwartz. He greeted me with a third hug. The man’s a hugger. The interview went really well. We just talked for a few minutes. We discussed Me, Texas, the mission, testimonies, etc. He’s an awesome guy! He’s super nice and funny, and you can tell that he is really passionate about the mission. He also sounds a lot like Arnold Schwarzenegar, which is awesome. Once we finished and I was leaving I went to shake his hand and he declined it and went for a hug. Total conversations: one. Total hugs: four. Like I said, the man’s a hugger. So then we all gathered together and the Schwartz’s officially welcomed us to the mission, and then we had some pizza for dinner. It was pretty tasty. Then we all drove to the hotel, and promptly went to sleep at about seven. It had been a long day.

The next morning we all woke up and had a delicious German breakfast at the hotel. We had croissants with meats, and cheeses, croissants with nutella, yogurt, and fresh fruit. I like Germany so far. Then we had a meeting about the mission, and we were paired with our training companions, and were told where our first area would be.  My trainer is Elder Watson. He’s from American Fork, Utah, and he’s been out for about a year. So far we’ve been getting a long pretty well.  My first area is a city called Saarbrücken. It’s a pretty decent sized city and area that is on the far west side of Germany, bordering France. We could literally take a 15 minute ride on a StraßenBahn, street train, into France if we wanted to, but we’re guessing that P. Schwartz wouldn’t like us leaving the country without asking, so we haven’t done that. Yet. So anyways, once we were paired up and ready to go, we drove to the train station so we could get to our area. At the train station, Bahnhoff, we stopped to get some food there. I got some curry-wurst and fries, which was interesting, but good. Then we boarded a series of trains, and went to Saarbrücken.

Saarbrücken is a pretty big city. It’s also pretty interesting. It’s kind of a tourist city, so there are casinos everywhere. Everywhere. We passed ten once on the way to an appointment. The buildings in Saarbrücken aren’t all that pretty, but there is a lot of beautiful countryside around it, and the river is pretty nice. There are cigarette butts everywhere, though. That’s something about Germany, everybody smokes. So one thing cool about my area is that there are two other Elders that are in the same area, so we get to work with them a lot, which is nice. Their  names are Elder Brown and Elder Kalt. So once we arrived in Saarbrücken, we went to drop our things off at our apartment. Our apartment is pretty nice, we have a kitchen, study room, bedroom, bathroom, and a really big closet that’s pretty much another room. It’s a little old and dirty, but I’m happy with it. The only thing I’d like to change is the shower. You have to hold it, but I guess that’s just European. We also live across from a pub, which is awesome. Sometimes we see drunk people leaving it at night. It’s pretty sweet. Our ward mission leader also lives above us, which is pretty convenient. His name is Peter, pronounced Payter, and he’s a converted Hungarian man, who’s probably in his fourties. He’s a very handy man which is pretty cool. He lives with his wife and son. His son is about 17, and is a Priest in the ward (mom note: a “Priest” in our church is an office of the “Aaronic” Priesthood – something boys receive at age 12, and is comprised of boys aged 16 – 18), and I haven’t met his wife, but she’s supposedly a very nice Muslim woman. So Peter went with us to the other Elder’s apartment to help them get set up, because their apartment is new; since they’re a new addition to the mission, and were supposed to be sisters. So we went and set up their apartment, and then we went back to our apartment, Peter gave us some chicken, and then we went to sleep.

So yesterday, Sunday, was definitely the most interesting day. We went to our ward, which is actually in a real church building which is pretty nice. It’s a pretty small little ward, only about forty or fifty people, but they’re all really nice. I did get lectured, though, by an elderly man named Bruder Kreis. He was mad at me because I said “Ich heiße Elder Cassell” which means “My name is Elder Cassell”. He told me that I am called Elder Cassell, and that it is not my real name. He told me “You were not born with that name, were you? I think not!” It made me laugh. Apparently little things like that make him mad. They had me introduce myself in sacrament meeting, and they all laughed a lot when I said “Hi I’m Elder Austin Cassell, and I’m not from Utah.” Apparently that’s hilarious. They were all really nice, and told me that I speak very well. But I’ve heard that from everyone, no big deal. We have some eating appointments, so that’s good.

Are you ready for my favorite part of my mission so far? I met my first crazy guy yesterday! It was everything I’d hoped it would be! So we were walking to go give a Book of Mormon to a potential investigator, when this guy starts walking towards us. I could tell that he was drunk, so we weren’t going to really talk to him. But he waves both his hands in the air and yells “HEY ELDERS!” he then ran over to us and shook our hands and started telling us, in English, about his life. He told us that his name was Mario, and that he was from California and that he was happy to see us because we’re always nice. He started drunkenly rambling on about who knows what, and then all of the sudden he says “hey watch this!” he steps back and dramatically places his hand over his heart and starts stating the Pledge of Allegiance. I joined in. Then he gave me a hug and told me he was proud to be an American. He smelled bad! Like alcohol and BO. Then he started stating the preamble to the constitution. When he finished I told him that he had a really good memory. He thanked me with another hug. This one lasted a solid twenty seconds. Awesome. Then he said God bless you, and he went on his way. I laughed so hard! It was amazing! So then we continued to deliver the Book of Mormon, which didn’t exactly work out. We got there and she called us and said that she couldn’t meet with us, but that her friend wanted to talk with us sometime soon, so we got her number, which was good. So we headed back, careful to avoid the area where Mario had been. We were close to our home, in the plaza of some buildings, when all of a sudden we hear “HEEEYY!!!” We already knew who it was. So we turn around, and here comes Mario jogging over to us, flagging us down. He drunkenly rambles on for a bit, something about if we ever have any trouble we can call his friend the chief of police in Kaiserslauter, and he’d take care of us. Then he gave me a hug and left. People in Germany like to hug me for some reason.

So that was my first week in Germany. Pretty awesome, right? I can’t wait to see what kind of crazy shenanigans I’ll get up to this week!

I miss you guys, and I’ll take lots of pictures and actually be able to respond to individual emails next week!

Love almost always sometimes, Elder Austin Cassell

PS. If you want to write me letters, because I can respond to those easier, or send me stuff, my address is “Auf der Werth 24, 66115 Saarbrücken GERMANY”

Mom Note:  He included only a couple of pics from the MTC (finally).  NOTHING from Germany! I might slap the boy if he doesn’t send me some pictures soon!  But he felt it very necessary to have this one pic included…for Tran!  Yes…he has the duck!  The Lego is for his Legoland friends…


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He arrived!

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We received a message from the Mission Secretary, and finally a picture of him with his Mission President and companion.  Since I do not have permission from his companion – I am just posting the cropped version with his Mission President.  Hopefully, other images to follow when I receive my first email from him in the field tomorrrow morning!  He should be typing it up while I sleep this evening, since they are 7 hours ahead!

Austin’s first area is in Saarbrucken.  It is in the most Southern area of Germany along the French border.

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I am told it is a beautiful area, even though a large percentage was destroyed in WWII.  Historic landmarks in the city include the stone bridge across the Saar (1546), the Gothic church of St Arnual, the 18th-century Saarbrücken Castle and the old part of the town, the St. Johanner Markt (Sankt Johann market).  If you want to read more about Saarbrucken, there is a lot of fascinating history on Wikipedia!

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Germany…Watch Out! He’s On His Way!

I was so completely blessed to find out a couple of days ago (in his letter on Monday), that Austin’s flight was going through DFW – and that he had a 3 1/2 hour layover!! I could hardly sleep last night, I was so excited – yet so nervous that I would not be able to see him. Having him so close and not being able to see him would have killed me! Thankfully, the sweet lady at the ticket counter for American Airlines took pity on me, and gave me a security pass to go see him. I literally started crying before the 2nd word was out of my mouth. Shocker…I know! So many emotions to try to keep in check, and I didn’t do a very good job of it. BUT…she didn’t even hesitate, and got me right through! (On a side-note…NEVER wear a top with shiny – what turned out to be metallic thread through it to an airport! It comes up all red on the screen…so I got the “pat down”!!!)

I was able to see, hug, feed, and have a couple of hours to visit with my son and his companion. I bought them lunch, and listened to all of the stories from the MTC. That group of boys is SO excited to get to Germany! It made me feel so much better just to see him so happy, and completely immersed in what he is doing. I will be eternally grateful for the opportunity to see him before he left!

Here are some pics that I was able to snag. I really didn’t want to make a big spectacle of myself and embarrass my son – so I refrained somewhat. I never got a shot of the whole group, but I should have a couple of those to share once they get to Germany (the Mission will post them to their blog, and I will share them here). There were 28 in total – I’m not sure what the split was between Elders and Sister Missionaries. There were 7 (the ones in the pics below) that were “fast-tracked” – and were in Austin’s District (the group he was with in the MTC). Typically Missionaries going foreign speaking are in the MTC for 6-9 weeks depending on the language. Austin and this group were only in there 2 weeks because of previous German language knowledge. (Austin took 3 years in high school.)

I should have more information and images to share sometime tomorrow – but here are the images from today! He’s almost there! Flight is estimated to land in Frankfurt on Wednesday, 6/12 @ 8:30am (1:30am Texas time)! Thank heavens for text alerts…it will let me know when he lands!

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2 Weeks is the perfect amount of time!

6/7/13
Sorry I haven’t been able to write any real letters to you. Since I’m only here for two weeks, I have very little time to actually sit down and write letters, but I’ll make sure to actually write you once I get to Germany! So guess what! My flight on Tuesday Morning has a layover in Dallas! I should be in the DFW airport from about 12-3 your time! I don’t know if y’all would actually be able to see me, but it’d be cool if you could.

Anyways things have been going great so far! The transfer to missionary life wasn’t actually that hard. Since I get about 7-ish hours asleep a night, it doesn’t really bother me about going to bed early or getting up early. Apparently I snore pretty loudly, so Elder Savage pretty much wants to kill me every night and morning. Speaking of which, I’ve been getting along pretty well with my companions. I count the four of us as one companionship, because we’re pretty much together 24/7. Everybody is pretty chilled for the most part, but we work hard. We have fun though, too, and are all pretty sarcastic. We give each other crap a lot. I know Tracy doesn’t like us picking on the sisters, but it’s hard not to. One sister received a letter from her boyfriend addressed to “Sister Cassandypants” so naturally we have to make fun of them for stuff like that! My German level has really improved, especially my reading and hearing. It’s a little harder to speak and write just because there are so many grammar rules, but I’ll pick that all up in Germany. I can now pretty much read all of my scriptures and understand all but a few rarely used words. We do have some awesome mistranslation stories, though! For example, we’ve taught about the teeth commandments, and how Joseph Smith ran into a wall and saw a vision. One of my favorites is when I was in a group role-play with one Elder from Mexico named Elder Hernandez; he was pretending to be an investigator who couldn’t believe in a God who would allow so much “war and cows” to exist. It took us a LONG time to figure out that he meant to say “war and chaos” we laughed really hard about that!
  
 My testimony has also really increased in this short amount of time.  That probably has to do with the fact that we are constantly teaching, studying, reading, discussing, and bearing our testimonies of the gospel.

I don’t have a lot of time, so sorry if I’m just rambling. We went to the Temple again this week, and both trips were good. To answer some of your questions, I have run in to Ka’imi three times – once when he took the picture, and briefly two other times.

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I am super excited to go to Germany! I feel like two weeks in the MTC is the perfect amount of time. We get the experience, but we don’t really get sick of it. I’ve taken a couple of pictures, but I forgot my camera, so I’ll get those to you as soon as I can!  Sorry if I have a bunch of spelling or grammar mistakes, these computers don’t have any kind of spell check for some reason, and I’m trying to go fast. We have had a couple gym days. We played 4-square one day, and volleyball the other days. I suck at volleyball. I learned that this week. It’s okay though, it’s a woman’s sport. I’m trying to think of other things you asked, so in the meantime I’ll just tell stories. Yesterday E. Larsen decided that he wanted to order a wrap with everything on it. EVERYTHING. All three types of tortillas, all the meats, all the dressings, all the fruits, all the vegetables. It was disgusting. I know, I had a bite.

I have to go now, but I should be able to finish up in like a half hour. 

So yeah, now I can finish my letter. I had to go get all of my laundry from the dryer, and go put them away. What else can I talk about… Food. We have our three meals a day in the cafeteria. Some of it’s pretty good, and some of it’s mediocre. This morning E. Baker and E. Savage tried to eat as much cerial as they could for the cereal challenge. They each ate about ten bowls of cocoa pebbles, and then felt really bad all through our temple session. They’re smart like that. I’ll talk a little bit more about my companions. E. Baker (my companion) is from Utah, and was going to Duke before he came here. He’s majoring in math, and is pretty smart. He played soccer in high school, and is overall a really cool guy. He’s our district leader, sowe call him Elder Distict Leader Baker because it rolls off the tongue well. Then there’s Elder Savage. He looks like a Nazi. He could have been Rolf from Sound of Music in another life. It makes sense that he’s going to Germany. He’s a pretty funny guy, also from Utah, and he went to BYU studying finance. He’s really good with working with glass, and was even part of a team of people that went to Africa to work on the stained glass on the temple in Ghanna. We make fun of him because he seems to know just about every other person here. He also refuses to wear anything but a suit, so we make fun of him. E. Larsen is the most relaxed and chill guy amongst us. He’s from San Fransico. He hasn’t done anything yet from after high school, but he’s a really cool guy.

Well I don’t have much time left, so I don’t know what else I’ll write. Why haven’t I hear from Cade or Blake? I’m disappointed that Cade didn’t send me an email saying “My dear Frodo” or anything like that. How go things around the world? I don’t know what goes on with life anymore. I’m on an entirely different planet. And I have my camera now, but the computer isn’t registering it, so I’ll figure that out later when I’m in Germany. I’ve been writing in a journal everyday, so that’s good. I’m also trying not to get fat, but we do eat a lot here. By the way, I have way too much food! I’m probably gonna end up giving up half of the food to the new missionaries! But tell grandma and Tracy thanks for the cinamon rolls!

Well I have to go now, tell everybody that I’m sorry I haven’t replied to everyone’s emails, I’ll get on that later. I love you guys, and miss you a ton!

Love, Austin AKA Elder Cassell 

 

 

First E-Mail Letter!

May 31, 2013

Today is Friday, which is my P-Day, so this will be the best time that I can email you all! Things at the MTC are going pretty great so far! My companion’s name is Elder Baker, and he is from American Fork. I am also living with two other Elders named Elder Savage and Elder Larsen. Elder Savage is from Utah, and Elder Larsen is from California. So far we have all gotten along pretty well, but it’s only been about two days. We all give each other crap, and give the sister missionaries crap all the time. Every time they enter the room that we are supposed to be meeting in we all greet them by saying “Immer spaet!” which means “always late,” because they are always late to everything!  Life in the residence hall is a little hectic. We were woken up at 6:00 this morning to the wonderful sound of all the Polynesian Elders next door singing as loud as they could in whatever language they were speaking. And by wonderful, I mean they sing with the same amount of talent that I have. That good.

Life at the MTC is very busy, and your whole day is planned out for you. We generally wake up at 6:30 am, and then shower and get dressed for the day. From 7:15 to 8:15 we have companionship study, and then we go and eat breakfast. The food at the MTC is okay, it’s the same food that they served at the Cannon center, so I’ve already had most of it before. For lunch yesterday, however, they had bratwurst and saurkraut as one of the options, so naturally we had to try it. Elder Baker and I thought it was pretty decent, but the other two Elders in our little group did not! They are gonna have a tough time in Germany. Anyways, from 8:45 to 10:00 we have personal study time to study the gospel. Then from 10:00 too 11:15 we have a workshop. Yesterday’s workshop was about the people we teach and the purpose of teaching them. Then from 11:15 to 12:20 we have, guess what!? More study time!! We do that ALOT here! Then from 12:20 to 1:20 we had our MTC orientation. Then from 1:20 to 2:05 we had lunch. Then from 2:05 to 2:45 we had Zone teaching. Then from 2:45 to 5:45 we had our classroom, where we study a combination of German, and how to teach people. Then from 5:45 to 6:30 we had dinner. After that we had a meeting with our branch president and the rest of our branch. We had to show up ten minutes early, though, because our branch president is a very strict man who hates it when people show up late. We aren’t allowed to say “guys, dudes, bros, etc” we must all refer to each other as Elders and Sisters. After the general meeting we had to meet with the members of the presidency, and then they’d decide which elders are the district leaders, which elders are the senior companions, and all that. Surprisingly I am the senior companion in my companionship. I did not see that coming. I don’t know what they’re thinking, but whatever.

So today is P-Day, so we don’t have much to do other than laundry, study, and email. My district is all going to go to the temple at around 10:00 so I’ll be doing that soon. I haven’t really taken any pictures yet, but I’ll work on it.

So far I have run in to Sister Boyd, so it was nice to see her! I’ve also run in to a couple of other people that I knew up at BYU, so that’s been good. We all make fun of Elder Savage because it seems like he knows just about every other person here! I guess that’s what happens when you live in Utah your whole life. I feel like I’m rambling a lot in this letter, but who cares? Honey Badger don’t care!  Speaking of which, it’s the Honey Badger/ Frito’s birthday! Happy Birthday, my crazy father of a Frito! For your birthday you get a letter from your favorite son! The best present there is!

I don’t think I need anything right now, but I’ll let you know if I do. Did I get an alarm clock? I couldn’t find it. Oh well. I miss you guys a lot already, and love you all a lot! I can’t wait to see you guys all again! Which reminds me, it says that I will be finished with my mission on April 15th, 2015. I love you guys, and can’t wait to hear back from you!

Love, Elder Austin Cassell