Dear Elder Slavens

Dear Elder Slavens

Elder Dallin J Slavens Cambodia Phnom Penh

Elder Chancellor J Slavens Idaho Twin Falls

Sunday, October 9, 2016

22 liters of a diet soda that will remain nameless

We all know it's you, Diet Coke.

I love you, Diet Coke.

I've moved up in the world. I have finally gotten a companion who was born and raised in Cambodia. His name is Elder Ouk and he is tiny. He is 5 foot 4, and 103 pounds. He has been a member for 3 years, he was raised in an orphanage owned by a member of the church, and he teaches me how to play cards like old Cambodian dudes and speak like an angry Cambodian woman. 

This week was wacko nutz. We had a million meetings and like no time to do anything. But all the meetings were way fun and GenCon'16 was way good. Especially the West Valley Choir. How cool were they?!?!??! There's not one weird looking guy in the whole choir! 

We watched Conference at the church. The 3 Americans watched up stairs while all the Cambodians watched the translated one downstairs together. I brought a pillow, blanket, and mattress from our house and set up fort. 

Next week we got even more meetings. Crazy Crazyy. 

If you don't have to go to meetings, shout hurray. 

Ok Bye. 

We had buffet sushi

​My new crush: A grandma

This van had 25 people packed into it

​Meeting number 1

Meeting number 2

​Watching conference 

​The best talk from conference

Elder Uhi left me 

My new companion 

​Just kidding. This is him. His name is Mara Ouk. You should all send him a letter. 

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