We awoke early on day three of our Italian vacation. After breakfast in our hotel room, including a great cup of cappuccino brought to our room by Paolo, one of the hotel staff, we headed for our 8:30 appointment to see David. We had been warned about the lines at the...
It was Saturday, and so many questions filled my mind: Were we really going to see the Holy Relics that live next to our hotel once we got to Rome? What does the finger of St. Thomas the Apostle look like? Were monks going to carry our bags to our rooms? What exactly...