After non stop turbulent weather to Minneapolis, a six hour lay over, crossing the Atlantic in eight hours, hanging in Amsterdam for a few with some lovely chaps, and finally boarding a plane for my final two hours, i arrived in Rome.
After taking a nap and shower to refresh mind and body, I ventured out into this wondrous new land. My home for the next little bit is only a stones throw away from the Spanish Steps , which truly is a piece of architecture to behold.
I then wandered thru the streets, enjoying the people, nightlife, and stunning scenery encapsulating me…..

after a few hours, i found myself back to where I had began, but felt compelled to enter ( again) the Trinita Del Monti church at the top of these steps. I was privy to the beginnings of a service, which awed both visually and in my soul

This great singing and chanting went on for about 20 minutes, of which I sat in a pew for the entire observance. But then it ended and a priest rose to speak, and it was time for me to go….

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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