Life here is pretty good I suppose. We went street tracting last Friday which was sort of a deer in the headlights thing, not so much because I didn't know how to teach and invite but because it was our first real taste of real people and real England so far since we became missionaries. My comp was a natural at it and that really helped me increase my respect for him.
As far as Elder Cameron and I go, it's pretty decent or good I guess. He mumbles a lot in Australian accent so sometimes it's like what? huh? whadya say? He also calls people "dillo" and says people are "slack" when they're lazy. That's for Alisa who asked about him. We have had times when it was just like 'hey Elder Cameron, cmon I need your help teaching the lesson.' That happened last night and I think he was unsettled about something or just homesick. The night before we taught a great lesson where we taught together in like perfect unity. Elder Cameron also knows more English stuff than we do so he'll be like, 'you don't call them biscuits?' and such.
I've learned a lot while I've been here and it's weird to think that like 2 weeks ago we were at Arches National Park. Things change so much for us as we grow here in learning and preparing to teach. It's pretty impressive. On the other hand, some things are hard, like strict obedience the way our Mission President here at the MTC wants us to be. I don't know exactly where we're supposed to draw the line, but he is a strict adherrent to "No light mindedness or loud laughter" which can be hard when we're enjoying each other's company. Some missionaries got in trouble for writing jokes on a marker board and it was just hard to try and understand why those things bothered him so much. He even said things like people who do that don't deserve to be here, which is odd considering how bad some missionaries in the field are.

I'm not really homesick though I do think of home every day, and I have to confess maybe I think more about the end of my mission or right after my mission than I should, I don't know. England is very pretty and a bit rainy here in Chorley near Preston, and the Temple is pretty small. I look forward to doing sessions with everyone when I get back to Provo.

Running short of time but nothing comes to mind now of what else I need to say and I think you already have a lot to read from me. I love letters so keep sending them to me.

Love you lots, miss you lots but not enough to slow down my work. Hope you all are having a great time and hope you're praying for me.
Love, Elder Baxter