Then we tried to get to the church. We did okay trying to get onto Route 95 South again, and finding Route 13, even though P. kept saying Exit 13, and we actually wanted Route 13. When Route 13 split from Route 40, I stayed on Route 13. P. said, "I can see the church from here, and it's on the other road. We should have gone on that road!" I turned around again, and we went back up Route 13. We tried making a turn, and ended up on Route 273 for a bit, turned around, and went and found Routes 13 and 40, turned around, and went back on Route 40. The church and trees were all lit up, and they gave a little fundamentalist Christian tour with lit tableaux inside the church which you could see through the windows on the outside. Then once you got back inside, they had you say a little prayer to be saved. I'd rather have gone straight through, but everyone stopped there. I didn't mind horribly -- I've been in fundamentalist churches before occasionally. I figure being baptized and confirmed is thorough enough for the church I'm nominally a member of, which is a fairly liberal mainstream denomination. Our priest is a woman, for example. If I had to pick a kind of Christianity, I'd be happy enough picking the one I belong to. Depending on the priest you get, the sermons can be awfully boring, but Mother G. does pretty meaningful sermons that people can relate to. She's really got a thing about using gender-neutral language for God, which is not how I was brought up. I love the incense and candles used in the more High Church-style churches, though.
P. got directions back, which included a couple of left turns which took us to some road we hadn't been on before. I took Route 1 north off that road, figuring that if we stayed on 1, it would eventually take us up to Philadelphia. We saw a sign for 95, and I took it. P. was asking if we really wanted to head towards Wilmington. "Yes," I said, "We need to go over Wilmington to get back up north from here." We finally got back home.
My books from Giovanni's Room had come already. I'm very much looking forward to reading Personal Demons. I already had all the Dr. Fell stories from The Complete Dr. Fell: Lost, but it's nice having them in order in a paperback I can travel with. The story "Pet Rescue" always makes me cry. Heading to bed soon.