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We arrived in Brazil on Friday, July 27, with no problems in immigration or customs.  The only problem with our flights was our 11 hour layover in Recife waiting for a one hour flight to Petrolina!  Yes, we could have driven in about 10 hours, but we were dead tired and our flight was free - more or less.  Let's say, already paid for.



Our dogs and the cat were happy to see us.  The cat purrs and purrs whenever one of us walk by and gets up in the night every time I do.  One of Wishbone's (the white dog) 5 puppies is still here.  We're hoping to find it a home soon enough.




All in all, we can be very grateful for an easy arrival and transition. We've come back to a house full of bugs once.  Another time we had to battle a house full of rats.  Once there was a horse living in the back yard along with the stuff that comes of horses who live places.  This time there was just a clean house and happy pets.  



Tomorrow we go to the Federal Police to see what's what with my permanent visa status.  Some of the laws about foreign residents and immigration changed this past November.  We'll see how that is going to affect us.



Slowly we are getting everything organized and getting out and about in our little town.  Soon we'll start making some trips to interior communities as we map out where to begin our new ministry.  
Stay tuned!



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