The first place is an Abbey ruin in Villers-la-Ville, Belgium. It reminded us of a bit of Glastonbury in England for those of you who may have visited it. It looked like the Abbot had a nice place to hang his miter. The ruins were much more intact than Glastonbury as they’ve only been abandoned since the 1800s.
We also did a pilgrimage to the land of our forbearers, jolly old England. We were invited to go with another couple from our ward, the Millers. Who knew it would be so easy to get there from the continent. We drove to Calais,
stayed overnight, and took the Chunnel in the morning. You just drive your car onto a train in France and drive it off in England, on the left hand side of course. We just visited London. We went to a show, Wicked, based on the life of the Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz, not bad. We ate Indian food, we visited Saint Paul’s Cathedral, went to the National Gallery, and shopped on Portobello Road (remember the song from Bed Knobs and Broomsticks?). Best of all we did the Beetles walking tour and ended up on Abby Road. The Beetles tour is much cooler than it sounds, we didn’t see any Beetles, but it’s a fascinating historical look at London in the 1960s.Buster is taking signing classes and has increased his vocabulary quite a bit. He loves to sign “all done” and “get down” especially when he’s in a car seat on a long trip. Lately, he gets real excited when he sees shoes and exclaims, “dooos!” This word also works for juice and everything that goes on feet…including socks. We’re hoping he’ll learn the some real words from his cousin Anders during our upcoming visit to the States… “gock-gocks”, “crap-it”.
We’re excited to see the folks in MI and UT in April.
