Pescador de Hombres

Last night, I was sitting on my bed, reading when all of a sudden, I heard people outside singing 'Pescador de Hombres'. I wanted to sing with them! But then I thought that would be kind of weird, shouting music out of my window at 23:30...right?

Anywho, after taking some time to rest yesterday, going to mass, I took my time around the city again, visiting the Trevi Fountain and the Pantheon. I wanted to take the time to really analyze them, being that, believe it or not, I'd not had the chance to do yet. The Trevi Fountain is really so brilliant, especially at night when all the lights come on around it. All the people sitting around it, just talking, laughing. It's pretty great (I love this country's extraversion...) And then I ate gelato for dinner...(I've been known to do that in the United States, did you really think I was going to be able to resist doing the same thing in Italy?)

I think the biggest change for me has come in taking that time to analyze things, observe and rest, because I think that through that, I am becoming more grounded, being here. It's really difficult to be in a foreign place, but even more difficult, for me, to be in a place where there is so much going on around you, when you are so used to quiet, and to see all the people around you together, vacationing and such. I know that this is all going to take QUITE some time to get used to, but I am up for the challenge, being that I already feel so awe-struck by a great deal of the things God has placed for me here. But different from being home, I have my own personal responsibilities, that perhaps I would have set aside if I were back home, and I know that now is the time to bring them to life, and change what needs to be changed. I can already sense that this is one main reason I am here.

In short news,

-I found toilet paper AND liquid hand soap (Thank GOD!) and also lots of nutella and cherry jelly.
- I met a few girls from the UK who are staying with the Bendectines as well.
- Thank God for good organists in giant cathedrals...
-There ARE honest people in Rome. I dropped a five, and a really kind man pointed it out to me.
- There is a classical pianist who lives across the street from my room...imagine that.. :)

Parliamo domani...