Scotland 6: Day 6
03.04.18 | Edinburgh Hostel | 16:27
It is a gloriously Sunday morning in Scotland! I was, once again, up later because of various parties in the vicinity. At least I had a quiet roommate- I can’t complain about that. I also may have lost sleep because the pillows here aren’t very good. I woke up at about 09:30 and got a quick shower before I was off to church. It was a longer distance than I wanted to walk in the snow, so I got an Uber. I arrived right on time.
The Edinburgh Ward is simply amazing! It was filled with life-long members, but there was a good representation of newer converts as well. It seems like this ward in particular has the retention thing down. One in attendance was a former bishop who had left the church for ten years after being released from the bishopric. I don’t know the situation, but just that he was very grateful that the current bishop came to his home for a visit. He said that in his absence, no member of the church had even bothered visiting, until that point. He had planned on never returning to the church again, but here he was, bearing a powerful witness.
Google maps told me that the walk back to Old Town would take me about 40 minutes, but I did it in only about 25. Even though it snowed a bit, and I trudged through so much slush, it felt good to be outside. This is what happens when you attend three hours of church.
I got lunch at a barbecue restaurant called Bubba-Q. That, in my opinion is the ultimate name for a restaurant! I’m just disappointed that they thought of it before I could. The restaurant was an American-West theme, including license plates from all or most of the states.
I ordered some kind of sampler platter, and I had no right doing that. I didn’t realize that they were going to put about seven dead animals on the plate in front of me. The meat was really delicious, but their sauce wasn’t really smoky at all. It was a lot closer to ketchup than proper barbecue sauce.
It goes without saying that I wasn’t able to finish all this meat! Sadly I didn’t have the stomach to enjoy any of the side dishes. I thought gluttony was only a thing in America. Nope, it is alive and well in Scotland! There were some students eating at a table nearby and when they saw the amount of food they brought to me, I saw wide eyes and dropped jaws. Then when I spoke and they realized I was from America, one of them said, “Oh, you’re an Amercan”- as if that’s all the explanation they needed. I’m so thankful that I have been chosen to represent an entire country!
This afternoon is my laundry time. It amazes me that they have a hostel that holds holds 100+ people, and there is only two washers and two dryers for us to use. A nearby laundromat that I have used here in the years past has closed down, so it’s either this, or I’d have to venture somewhere across town with my dirty laundry. So on this sabbath afternoon, I am practicing my God-given patience.