London, Cockles, Bashing, and Gnashing

Hello Everyone,

It was a pretty interesting week this week. We found 6 new investigators and we met everyone in Southend that hated Mormons and wanted us to know about it.

I went into London and did some work with one of the AP's from Wednesday to Thursday. I was in the mission office for the workover since the AP was my companion for those days.  First off. London is nuts.  The underground was so crowded because of the Olympics, it took us a long time to get from place to place. Everybody is a tourist.  But it was fun. We talked with some of the investigators that the AP's have.  They were pretty much all Chinese.  It was kind of hard teaching them because they don’t have any knowledge of God or anything like that. It was fun going into the city with all that stuff going on though.

It is really hot in Southend right now, and there is not even a cloud in the sky which is quite rare. And when its warm and sunny the people of Essex are known for shedding off a few layers of clothing  . . . so it has been rather interesting.

I had the weirdest meal of my life this week. Andy and Chris gave us these little sea mussel things called cockles, or cockels or something. They said you can only get them in England and the other coastal European countries up to Denmark. They gave me and Elder Murri a huge cereal bowl full of them for each of us, except instead of cereal it was cockles and instead of milk it was vinegar.

This week was the most bashy week I think could ever happen while I am on my mission. We saw those Jehovah Witness guys who HAD to give us their 2 cents.  And on Saturday there was a whole anti-Mormon stand thing on the main street. We walked through it and one of the guys stopped us.  They were shouting and yelling and there was gnashing of teeth, but in the end I think we settled the guy down and we parted ways.  I thought we answered his false accusations very well.  Every time we would answer his stuff with scriptures and what not he would just sigh and give us a look like we were speaking gibberish.  We eventually walked away.