|Me, Pa, Ma & Aunty Cherry at Bernini's Piazza San Pietro|
As we walked in to St. Peter's Bascillica, my aunt noticed that they were having mass. I haven't been to mass in a very long while. I generally try to avoid anything that makes me feel like a hypocrite, but figured, if I'm going to go to church anywhere, this should be the place.
It also helped that I couldn't understand anything being said and that we walked in half-way through. But for the rest of my life I will be one of the more impressive Catholics, having gone to a mass in St. Pete's.
Question: how much money is Vatican City worth? Talk about opulent. Wowzas.