After a quick walk around the town, there we were sitting in front of the big yellow church—the church we hoped was the one that Gord described to us in the email. I looked at Jonathon and asked, “Do you think we’ll be able to recognize them when they get here? We’ve read their blog and have seen enough pictures to know what they look like right?” “Yeah, I hope so. We’ll see,” he responded. I pulled out my book (another Malcolm Gladwell book, What the Dog Saw) and tried to read. What I was really doing was looking up after every sentence to make sure we didn’t miss them.