Saw three popes (and then some), climbed to the cupola of St. Peters, got seperated from my buddy and found her again with the help of a little French girl...phew! I'm ready for bed.
posted by Etrangère | 10:21 PM
Long Etrangère
The road goes ever on and on/ Out from the door from where it began/ Now, far ahead the road has gone/ And I must follow if I can/ Pursuing it with eager feet/ Until it meets some other way/ Where many paths and errands meet/ And whither then I cannot say. J.R.R. Tolkien
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Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Saw three popes (and then some), climbed to the cupola of St. Peters, got seperated from my buddy and found her again with the help of a little French girl...phew! I'm ready for bed.
2 Comments:
Yay for the popes: which ones?
JPII, St. Peter, a bunch in glass cases without labels, and then the current living one who gave his address in six languages!
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