A Peculiar Sabbath

 Melissa…there is only one solution…we’ll have to come back with you!

I am wondered if it will be difficult - going home. It was an odd Sabbath. I didn’t feel like a missionary. Is that how it happens? One day you are deeply involved as a representative of the Savior and the next, you are touring around in pants and a sweatshirt and just doing normal tourist things. I found myself feeling a little guilty - as though I were playing hookey. It would never really be like that, but I do feel like I ought to be serving in some capacity…especially since it is Sunday.

We tuned into Zoom sacrament meeting. It was our own cute eighteen-year-old elders! They both did a wonderful job. They are still so young and both so young in the time they’ve been on missions, but they’re doing very well. We love those guys!

We watched from our hotel…nice enough on the surface but very poorly run.

We drove into London and while SK and I got the car settled in the church/mission parking lot - that holds 12, E&E ran to see the London Bridge. They enjoyed it immensely. We met them at the Churchill war rooms in the afternoon, which was spectacular and which we had to cut short because it was getting late.

We walked a few blocks from the flat to a Lebanese restaurant and had a great meal. We walked home amidst loud crowds of demonstrators pounding drums. They were there all day! While SK and I relaxed, E&E took a night stroll and found three little bakeries and brought some treats home. We made quick work of them. I’m going to have to be rolled of the airplane at this rate.

E&E also found the much acclaimed Harris’s.





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melissa said…
No photos of the pastries?! For shame. 😂

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