I have not had bacon in three months.

Last month was our month of Hinduism, where we were not meant to eat meat. I didn’t bothering following this, as the project has been kind of dead to me for the last while, but I still refrained from pork. The months before that were Islam and Judaism who have specific rules against eating pork.

Today is December 1st, and I can have bacon again. All three of us have been looking forward to this moment, so much so that we are having a Bacon Party today, where fried, smoked pork sides and general revelry will be had. I’ll be leaving for Andrew’s place as soon as this post is finished. It ought to be positively rapturous.

In other news, I have started to read the Gospel of John, thanks to recommendations of local and international Christians alike. It is a lot shorter than I had thought, which is great. I will probably be able to read more of the Bible, and will be able to compare my readings amongst various versions. I’ve already found notable discrepancies between the King James Version and other more modern versions, which I guess should be expected.

Tomorrow will be my first Sunday morning service, at 10:30 in the morning, at a local Anglican church. I’m looking forward to it. There will also be a jazz concert/service in the afternoon at another church, and then lessons and carols for advent in the evening back at the Anglican church. Advent is Latin for ‘coming’ and denotes the time of awaiting Christ’s nativity. So in other words, the period where Christians get ready to celebrate Christmas, and reflect on the coming of Christ in scripture.

My Sundays are going to be very, very full.