Independence Day

Celebrating Independence from England IN England was a fun experience. Our cute ward asked me to help plan a July 4th party for the ward.

We had a BBQ complete with potato salad, corn-on-the-cob and Root Beer floats. The Root Beer floats were not great as the Brits just don't do Root Beer well. We found an English brand called Carters and it is NOT real Root Beer; but, oh well...it's the thought that counts, right?

We tried to teach the gang how to play baseball. This was hilarious as they have never played it. They only know baseball from movies and try to mimic what they have seen. They play a game called rounders and they have cricket, both of which are similar but not exactly the same.

The firework laws are very different here and we were able to get a lot of big ones...the kind that are illegal in Utah. We were about half-way through our box when a shirtless, big guy with shows up yelling that we have to stop. He was a little drunk, and a little crazy I think, but we stopped in the end. Turns out he was a gypsy that lives near the church and has given them trouble before.

The highlight of the night was our sister-in-law Allie losing our car keys and the entire ward searching the premises for them. They were searching drains and bushes and garbage sacks, anywhere you could imagine a set of keys disappearing. It was incredible what they were willing to do for us. In the end we didn't find the keys and hitched rides home with other members. I am happy to report the keys were found last night (July 8th) while Abe was at Young Men's. Roger found them in the decoration box in the Relief Society closet.

In the end my favorite holiday turned out to be great...even in the country we defeated.

Happy 4th everyone!