You know you’re a missionary when the following dialogue comes up in an evening conversation and you think nothing of it: Missionary 1: “Do you know of the store Wimbly?” Missionary 2: “Maybe. What country is it in?” Missionary 1: “South Africa.” Missionary 3: “Ahh, that’s right. I knew that I had seen a lot of them somewhere but I couldn’t remember if it was in South Africa or Australia.” Ok, so that’s not word for word, but you get the point. And that conversation came after a quite engaging conversation with other friends about languages spoken in various countries as well as about cultures and languages and how to thrive as you move between different countries and continents. It’s actually kind of fun to be able to carry on conversations about ice cream shops in Senegal and then switch to which bus lines break down most on cross-country trips through Tanzania after having also talked about different towns in Oregon, USA. And somehow, for me, it’s all in a day’s work. I think I love my job.