Bowling with Mormons...

Yesterday I went bowling with Mormons.

That opening line in itself is a perfect entry- or sounds like it would make a good story- except- the Mormons were surprisingly normal and really nice.

Don't ask me what kind of freakshow I had expected. Organised religion makes me twitchy. It's all good if you have a faith- in fact on some level I kind of envy you- but I guess I don't really want one myself. Or maybe I do? Don't be surprised f I come back converted- I'm kidding- do be surprised, I'm pretty sure I won't be getting religious anytime soon.

Anyway- somewhat ignorant me thought the Mormons were some kind of polygamous, incestuous cult or something along those lines- so when my friend Maria said we were going bowling with some members of her church and two guys in white shirts with nametags walked up to us- a tiny bit of me thought- oh oh..

They were really nice guys. We went for dinner afterward to a Japanese Mormon's house and though they shared a bible message with us, I didn't feel as though they were trying to induct me into their religious family too much. I did ask whether they had many takers in Japan, since it isn't a very religious country- apparently they don't, but it didn't seem to discourage them. In the evening we went with them to an English conversation club where we played cards games with some Japanese people and I had a good time.

But here is my issue- if Mormons are normal and nice, maybe Jehovah's Witnesses are too- which means I'm going to have to stop telling them that I worship the devil...

I'm also irritated to discover that if my laptop had its wireless card I would have been able to take advantage of the unsecure connection somewhere in my building months ago, as I'm doing now on Maria's laptop- but annoyingly it doesn't so I'll have to wait until June 1st when I get my connection.


Sexy bowling shoes...

The last row says my name in Katakana

Maria and Yuko