So, every night in Rome I would go to St. Peter's Square. I didn't even know I could like a place this much. The whole city is obviously full of life, but St. Peter's was my life. I had never been there before, of course, but it felt so particular to me. On Sunday morning we went to St. Peter's. I went to the top - to the cupola. It was kind of funny being on the top of St. Peter's, since I hadn't been inside it, yet.
It was so exciting ... being on top of the world. haha. There I could see the funny flat trees and the gardens behind the Vatican walls. It looked like the perfect place to take a walk ... and run into the pope.
After mass the Pope came out of his lil window and said the Angelus. He was the cutest dot I had ever seen. I was so happy to see him, well I mostly just heard him, though.
The days in Italy were so full, but they also went by soo quickly. My feet have never hurt as much as they did in Rome either. I would wake up in the morning and take a step on what felt like knives. But I actually miss that ache now. I wish my feet were sore from walking on the cobblestones. We went to all the churches (ok. definitely not all of them...) through so many piazzas, walk through so many streets. o yum. dulce.
well, more later... !!
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