This is the neighborhood our church building is in. The black and white post to the right of the picture means pedestrian crosswalk - I think. I'm not entirely sure how the right of way rules work here. I feel most foreign when I look at the markings on the streets or the temperature or the license plates.
This is senior primary. Be aware that half the class had just run into the hall when I took the picture. Still, it gives you an idea of the size.
The girl in the plaid dress is one of my fellow BYU students, and the lady in pink at the table is the local teacher.
Oh, speaking of the ward, Miriam says she saw Paul and Melanie Cartwright coming out of my ward's sacrament meeting. Go figure. I'm surrounded by acquaintances! I understand Whitney Peterson is in the UK as well. Wow.
This evening our whole class went to a concert at the Barbican Theater. I usually don't go to concerts on Sundays, but this was the time that the professor got tickets.
Saw this on the train up. I don't know if you can tell, but there's a boy hanging from a bar on the ceiling with his hands. He kept jumping up and grabbing it like monkey bars.
The Barbican is a large concert hall. Tonight we saw the London Philharmonic Orchestra play Beethoven's violin concerto and Brahms' German Requiem.
The violin concerto was fabulous. The violinist was completely in control of the instrument, and the orchestra was precise in everything it did.
The Requiem blew it out of the water.
Brahms wrote it when he was struggling with the death of his mother. He drew passages from the scriptures and string tj together. It is very lovely. Look it up and listen. My program said it wasn't really a religious piece of music - I beg differ.
On the way home we had to wait for a train.
But we're home! Yay! And the music was lovely.
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