We decided to go to church on Sunday. It was just one town over, about a 10-minute drive. Everyone was so nice and wanted to talk to us about our “holiday” plans. We really felt loved, and Portia thought it was cool they were singing the same primary songs she does back home.
On Monday, we took the train to Paignton to go to the zoo, per the recommendation of a woman we met at church. It was a little rainy but there were a lot of different types of animals and most of them were out because it was a nice cool day. And they had a ton of parks, even a nice, big in-door park where we rested away from the rain. I felt like we walked five miles that day.