It was brutal. I didn't realize I was already in it - I thought it started farther northwest of the town I was in. But I just felt this unease... everyone's hair and breasts were enormous. The houses were painted in bland colours and more spread out than normal. And it just felt... like someone was watching me. Then I passed a few "full gospel" churches and realized... shit. Then I started noticing everything. Noah's Ark hotel, Christ Child daycare, Jesus fish everywhere. When I finally got out to Happy Adventure... I never thought my gut reaction at seeing an Orange Lodge would be relief. They usually make me want to yell, "YE ALL VOTED WRONG IN '48!" out my car window.

But this time... "Oh, Anglican... thank God. A nice, normal religion."