Today began with a private tour of the Vatican Museum. A friend of many years was our guide. It was the first time I had ever seen him at work. Brilliant. I even learned a few things.
Some shots for flavor.
Yes, this is ravioli and butter and sage. Be envious.
Fried artichokes my neighbor got.
Coming back to the Basilica in while, with all the crowds, in a group like a tourist I felt a little like Pu Yi.
The tomb of JP2. I stopped to pay respects to my ordaining bishop.
We had Mass tonight at a chapel up at the Governatorato. Some seminarians came to sing some of the ordinary.
I preached about the tension between the active and contemplative lives.
I was delighted to see in the sacristy that there are cards for the older form of Mass, clearly being used.
If that weren’t enough, the order on the cabinet was for the EXTRAORDINARY FORM. Get that? There wasn’t an ordinary form ordo in sight.
A view on the way out.
One of the cars of the Vatican gendarmes.
You almost expect to see a about 10 get out.
Seriously, I struck up a conversation with a Vatican Gendarme when we were trying to corral some of the strays from the group. I asked him which Glock they carried as a side arm. He was pretty surprised. He confirmed that it was a Glock 19. He had a little discussion. The last thing he expected today, I think.
This took place near the place where Palestrina worked and died.
After a shower and change, we headed to the P.za Navona for supper. I was skeptical, but it worked out.
My neighbor had some octopus for starters.
Fried zucchini flowers with anchovy.
Lamb (not exactly the season, but… hey) from the oven with potatoes.
Back the terrace for cigars.
Now… office and sleeeeeeep.
Full day. Good day.