AZ meets GA

I was hostelling in Tucson for some reason, and after leaving one house I was visiting, I walked across the street to where my aunt Faith lived, only instead of the rest of her family, JoAnns step-father and his two kids lived there, along with my friend Andrew. Mike took my shoes and coat when I showed up on the walkway, which was still a bit dirty from nhen their dog had run in and out getting dirt everywhere. At some point Mike was asking everyone if they wanted to go to church, anly Andrew and I said we weren’t going. Everyone wondered why I was only staying one night, and sleeping during the day, until I pointed out a 3 hour time difference. Then they accepted it. Faith told me I might catch a bit of a sprinkle, but no downpour on my way to the greyhound.