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The last time I blogged, three days ago, we were spending our last night in Assisi.
From Assisi we headed toward Rome and on the way...well, not very on the way...but headed in that general direction - we spent time in both Orvieto, fondly nicknamed Cutesville by me... (UNBELIEVABLE), and town clung to a cliff that created a natural fortress since the time of the Etruscans and a beautiful little lakeside town called Balsena not too far from Orvieto.
These two town are connected by the Eucharist Miracle housed in Orvieto, but that actually occurred in Balsena.
We arrived in Rome in the evening, our hotel rooftop patio overlooks the dome of St. Peter’s basilica. The next morning we had Mass at the side chapel at St. Peter’s devoted to Pope St. John Paul II - his tomb is there, just. Wow.
And, sadly, blogger is not letting me post photos, so I’ll put them on my FB page after I post this.
St. Peter’s was quiet after Mass as it was quite early, and so we had an hour or so to appreciate it’s beauty and grandeur without the crowds. A very special treat in the chaos of Vatican life. We toured Vatican museums and the Sistine Chapel with one million other people.
This morning, some of us braved the 5:15 wake up call to get to the Wednesday audience.
It is a pilgrimage in the truest sense of the word.
Other’s of us visited some quieter churches in quieter parts of Rome. St. Cecilia’s tomb in her basilica in Trastevere. Mass at the catacombs. Swim, wine, dinner, wine.
Everything in Rome is very ruin-y and ancient and very Catholic. Some of my favourite things.
From Assisi we headed toward Rome and on the way...well, not very on the way...but headed in that general direction - we spent time in both Orvieto, fondly nicknamed Cutesville by me... (UNBELIEVABLE), and town clung to a cliff that created a natural fortress since the time of the Etruscans and a beautiful little lakeside town called Balsena not too far from Orvieto.
These two town are connected by the Eucharist Miracle housed in Orvieto, but that actually occurred in Balsena.
We arrived in Rome in the evening, our hotel rooftop patio overlooks the dome of St. Peter’s basilica. The next morning we had Mass at the side chapel at St. Peter’s devoted to Pope St. John Paul II - his tomb is there, just. Wow.
And, sadly, blogger is not letting me post photos, so I’ll put them on my FB page after I post this.
St. Peter’s was quiet after Mass as it was quite early, and so we had an hour or so to appreciate it’s beauty and grandeur without the crowds. A very special treat in the chaos of Vatican life. We toured Vatican museums and the Sistine Chapel with one million other people.
This morning, some of us braved the 5:15 wake up call to get to the Wednesday audience.
It is a pilgrimage in the truest sense of the word.
Other’s of us visited some quieter churches in quieter parts of Rome. St. Cecilia’s tomb in her basilica in Trastevere. Mass at the catacombs. Swim, wine, dinner, wine.
Everything in Rome is very ruin-y and ancient and very Catholic. Some of my favourite things.
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