Catching up with Sleep.

So I didn't end up going to church with the Mormons today. Stephanie came in from Germany late last night and we all staid up talking. I was too tired to get up early this morning. As far as why I was going to go in the first place, I ran into a pair of them coming home from the train station yesterday. They tried to speak to me in Spanish, but between the three of us, I didn't understand a word they said. Of course they don't realize that I'm not a Spaniard at this point. It seems like it's only the foreigners here that can't seem to figure out that I'm obviously not a Spaniard. Usually the Italian foreigners. I think they were a bit taken off guard when A) I started talking to them, and B) I was speaking English.
Now there might be a few of you out there of the opinion that the act of conversing with a Mormon might send me to hell, but I don't share this perspective and usually try to treat them just like I would any other normal person. (Are there any normal people?) I told them up front that I'm quite firm in my convictions, but that I don't mind talking with anybody about different ideas. And I actually beat them to the punch, I invited them to have coffee sometime. :) But of course, I forgot that they don't drink caffeine, so they had to decline. But they invited me to their church service on the other side (the very far away other side) of town. I don't tend to feel threatened by such things and so I said why not.
Normally, I would feel bad about breaking an appointment. But in this case I won't lose any sleep over it, especially since I was finding that sleep this morning. Besides, I'm sure I'll run into them again at some point.