I laughed and laughed. "Megs, I have felt safe in all the bowling alleys I've been to in Idaho Falls."
"But are there dudes in there smoking and swearing and stuff?"
I assured her that the days of smoking in bowling alleys are long in the past. I told her of two places that are still open (the one we used to go to for P.E. in high school has closed), and they chose one and had a good time.
Such a good time that she asked my fam to join her fam not too many days later. It was fun. If I recall correctly, I did ridiculously well at the first, but after my fingers got tired, I was getting zeros, zeros, zeros. :) That happens to me every time.
An interesting factoid about me - when I was eight, I decided that I really, really loved to bowl. I was going to be a professional bowler. My mom even made me a bowling cake. Weird. That was a weird phase.