Il Papa, don't preach ...
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blamebramptonI survived World Youth Day* Super Thursday!
Though I was nearly knocked to the ground by a nun running for her train. Never get between a nun and an open train door. She was travelling en masse with her fellow sisters, and one of them stopped to check I was all right. It's as I've always known, there are nice nuns and evil nuns!
Once on my connecting train, I took a calming breath. Which lasted until the next station when some hundred pilgrims from the US and Central America barrelled into my carriage. And their leader proceeded to shout the rosary over his megaphone. I'm all for freedom of religion, but not at earsplitting volume. The non-pilgrims were politely silent but gave pained looks, and one of the teenaged pilgrims muttered to the leader, who turned his volume right down to bearable before he repeated the rosary in Spanish. Bless that teenaged pilgrim!
I had a lovely brief chat with a nice pilgrim from New Jersey who had been on planes for some 24 hours before arriving in Sydney this morning. She was looking forward to a shower and some sleep, and then some native wildlife. I told her how to find possums and fruit bats, and not to be afraid of the latter. She seemed to think that praying on public transport was quite normal. Perhaps it is in New Jersey. In Sydney and London we have traditionally prayed for public transport, but that's not quite the same.
In Bishop Fisher news, some of his colleagues have defended him and called him a lovely man. Here's a tip: we godless heathens will be more likely to spot your loveliness if you don't sneer at the families of abuse victims.
ETA: The Pope officially had Boatacade today. Is it wrong that I can only call it Pope on a Boat?
*Total misnomer, it's at least a week.
Though I was nearly knocked to the ground by a nun running for her train. Never get between a nun and an open train door. She was travelling en masse with her fellow sisters, and one of them stopped to check I was all right. It's as I've always known, there are nice nuns and evil nuns!
Once on my connecting train, I took a calming breath. Which lasted until the next station when some hundred pilgrims from the US and Central America barrelled into my carriage. And their leader proceeded to shout the rosary over his megaphone. I'm all for freedom of religion, but not at earsplitting volume. The non-pilgrims were politely silent but gave pained looks, and one of the teenaged pilgrims muttered to the leader, who turned his volume right down to bearable before he repeated the rosary in Spanish. Bless that teenaged pilgrim!
I had a lovely brief chat with a nice pilgrim from New Jersey who had been on planes for some 24 hours before arriving in Sydney this morning. She was looking forward to a shower and some sleep, and then some native wildlife. I told her how to find possums and fruit bats, and not to be afraid of the latter. She seemed to think that praying on public transport was quite normal. Perhaps it is in New Jersey. In Sydney and London we have traditionally prayed for public transport, but that's not quite the same.
In Bishop Fisher news, some of his colleagues have defended him and called him a lovely man. Here's a tip: we godless heathens will be more likely to spot your loveliness if you don't sneer at the families of abuse victims.
ETA: The Pope officially had Boatacade today. Is it wrong that I can only call it Pope on a Boat?
*Total misnomer, it's at least a week.
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Date: 2008-07-17 11:48 am (UTC)*g*
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Date: 2008-07-17 11:57 am (UTC)Oh... you know us so well! :D
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Date: 2008-07-17 12:01 pm (UTC)