A friend of mine recently moved to the U.K. (Her husband is in the military.) They had an opportunity to go off base for the weekend and decided to go check out the Christmas market in Leeds. She asked me what Zack liked and put together a few goodies for him and decided to drop it off their flat if they couldn't find the missionaries at the church. Here is her report:
Zack was good. I found where the Leeds 4 chapel was, and since you had mentioned a baptism, we decided to drive by and see if anyone was there. Perfect timing. We got there just as the bishop was welcoming the new member to the ward. After the closing prayer, I peeked into the chapel and saw him standing right next to the door. He glanced at me, but having no idea who in the world I was, kept chatting with his companion. I stepped towards him, put my hand on his shoulder, and asked if he was Elder Rowley. His said "yes" kind of questioningly (is that even a word?). So I went on with, "I'm a friend of your mom's." --big eyes from Zack-- me, "Dalene?" --huge eyes from Zack-- So I spilled the story of who I was, why we were there, blah blah blah. He was completely flabbergasted. (Pretty sure I have never used that word) He said that "this is the most surreal thing that has happened on my mission."
So we took a quick picture, gave him his bag of treats, wished him well, and said goodbye.
Oh, his companion glanced into the bag, and while reaching for the bag..."are those American Cocoa Puffs?" Zack had to move quick to get the bag out of Elder Jensen's reach. :)
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