Go to Church and "Bring A Plate"

They awesome thing is that church is still church even in a foreign place! Church is at 10 here which is the perfect time. We get to sleep in :) Our first Sunday was a fast Sunday and we got to hear all the testimonies. It was mainly guys that spoke and then one lady got up at the end. It was a little difficult understanding them because of their accents, but a pretty normal meeting.

Ok, so the "Bring a Plate" part. So during Sunday School they announced that there would be a discussion thing that night and to bring a plate. We were getting ready to go and we  figured that we could just share a plate between the four of us because we wouldn't eat that many cookies or whatever. We get to the house for the discussion after getting lost with our host mom lol We get there and sit down and kind of notice that no one else has a plate but we don't think anything of it. The discussion was really good. Afterwards, they put out the refreshments. There were some cookies, chips, (which chicken flavored is really popular here) and some cake. We had our empty plate on the table because we didn't want to keep holding it. Margo was eating a piece of cake and getting crumbs everywhere so I told her she might as well use our plate. We stayed for awhile and hung out. Then our host dad picked us up. We get in the car and he has the serious tone with us and is telling us how he meant to ask us if there was something that we needed to bring to the discussion. Brooke told him that we just brought one of our plates from downstairs (she thought we were in trouble for bringing one of their plates out of the house). Then he told us that in New Zealand when they say to "bring a plate" they mean to bring a plate of cookies or something. He was laughing at us so hard. He thought we would have realized that when we got there and then said something to him. We had no idea. I then told him that when we have break the fast on Sunday's the food is provided and you bring an empty plate to eat once you get there. That made us not seem so dumb lol but he still laughed at us the whole ride home. Our host mom posted the story on her facebook page too. "Some people brought cookies, some brought cake, and BYU girls brought a plate." Awesome. So far that has been our biggest misunderstanding. haha.

Got our plate!

That's the cake that I had Margo use the plate to eat