Palm Sunday

We stood in the rain with hundreds of other people waiting to get into St. Marks 10:30am mass this morning. This was my first time inside and it's one of those experiences I won't ever forget. I'll also probably always remember the smell, it was something similar to ylang incense. We made our way half way up to the front. Since it was Palm Sunday people were holding palms that looked to be about fifteen feet tall in the front. I couldn't help but sit there looking around and just taking it all in. The gold mosaic tiles and all the intricate details are amazing. When it was time to shake hands with those around us I couldn't help but but think I was shaking hands with people from all around the world but one universal word that I heard repeatedly throughout the Italian service was AMEN.

Oh YES!!!! I can't forget the sound of the music and the choir and the bells!!!! Simply magical that's all I can say!!!