Women in the procession were wearing lace mantillas, and were carrying incense burners--the fragrance was quite strong:
Another picture of the procession. There was singing and a band marching along behind. Strangely, the marching band was wearing Tyrolean looking hats with feathers--maybe German?
A sweet little boy marching with his mother, he was fidgeting with his robe sash, and his mom kept trying to settle him down. He was adorable!
Here's Matt in St. Peter's square, filling his water bottle in yet another fountain:
We explored the streets just outside the Vatican walls, stopping in a few gift shops to look for a certain religious medal for Jeanne's mom. The guys decided this was a really cool car. As you can see, Matt was thrilled to have his picture take next to it!
I liked this small stenciled street art on a nearby building: (hi Pat!)
We kind of let the time get away from us, and had to practically RUN to get to the square in time! Along the way Dave and I got separated from Matt, but weren't too worried about it, as we had set up a meeting point just in case.
This is just part of the crowd in St. Peter's Square. David and I were perched up on the base of one of the columns around the outside. It was a precarious perch, but we weren't too worried about falling off--we couldn't have fallen to the ground if we'd tried, it was solid people!
I did manage to see the Pope, by leaning waaaay over while David held on to my belt! Here he is--the Pope!
David ordered his usual pizza, here he is eating it like a true Italian--with fork and knife! He said it was the best pizza he'd had in Rome:
We continued our lazy stroll through Rome, and came to the Column of Marcus Aurelius. The carvings depict his victory over the Germans in about 160 A.D. The statue on the top is of St. Paul.
And here is David's choice. I think he just broke the rule--cheater!
An old fountain with spouting faces:
As we were leaving I spotted this old capitol-just sitting in the grass. I love the bee motif:
The interior was as stunning as the outside, very baroque. The ceilings were wonderful:
This is probably the most ornate pipe organ I've ever seen:
Guess who ordered pizza again?
A Baba Napolitan--really good, soaked in some kind of liquor, but not rum. It was very sweet and rich.