That day in Rome
Could a post be considered a prayer? Well, back on 7 April Rainy Day presented a chronicle of a day in the life of a pilgrim in Rome and the posting had some of the hallmarks associated with an act of faith:
11.20 am There's a shuttle bus service operating from the main station, Termini, to the Tiber. Seems to be free as well. At least no one stamping tickets. Unfortunately, the bus driver decides to call a one-man strike at the Palazzo Venezia and we have to foot it from there.12.20 pm The line is forming south of Ponte Sant'Angelo. The imposing dome of St. Peter's is visible in the distance. Something about the size of the crowd and the enormous speed with which it is swelling says that getting there may not pan out as expected.
1.20 pm Standstill. In the battle for popularity in Poland's mobile phone market, it is even-Steven between Nokia and Siemens. This observation is based on a quick survey of surrounding pilgrims. The phones are as varied as their owners — big, small, simple, sophisticated. Poland has come a long way and it's not surprising that its people have stormed Rome to give thanks to the man who gave them back their identity.
Some 12 hours later (!), for a few fleeting seconds, we were face-to-face with one of the greatest men of this or any time. Now, follow "A pilgrim's (sometimes grim) progress".
