We don't even know who is going where with who yet. Usually we get a call the Sunday before transfers, but this past weekend President and the assistants were in Battambong spitting the branches and reorganizing the district there, so we won't know until Tuesday. I know that we have it easy in that we typically get almost a week's notice of where we are going. In some missions (Thailand, for example) they just tell you to show up at the mission home (or office, if you're in Thailand) with your stuff and you have no idea where you are going or with who until it happens. Give us a break, though, because in a few days at least two or three people are going to VIETNAM for crying out loud, not just the other side of the city.
In missionary jargon, we joke that trainers are dads or moms and the missionaries they train are their sons or daughters. I didn't just get a mission daughter though; I got TWINS! Both Chi Thuy and Chi Vy are awesome and I am having a great time. I kind of wish I were keeping them.
Good things come in twos apparently. We also have two new investigators!