Is it weird to sit at a church's step after midnight?

Not necessarily. When I visited my great-uncle in New Orleans he lived in a huge house next to a graveyard (my late grandmaman had also lived in that house over in the 6th Ward). Sometimes my cousins and I would sit on a bench overlooking the crypts late at night, and talk. Every time I tell that story someone thinks it's "spooky" but it really wasn't. I remember my grandmother walking with me past the graves by moonlight when I was a little girl. She once told me, "Ti yon sèl, mouri a pa ka fè ou mal.(The dead cannot hurt you). Watch out for the living."