Happy Sunday from Marathon, in the Florida Keys. Got here at last yesterday evening:
And I could, uh, much too easily get far too used to this. ;-)
Whenever we travel (in America, Ireland, Italy, France, wherever), we always find a Catholic Church and attend services locally. Doing so gets you mixing a bit – even if only for a little while – with area residents in a “non-tourist” manner. Once, in France, we even found ourselves at a baptism.
So we went to church early this morning at the beautiful San Pablo. It is gorgeous. I have to get a couple of photographs of it before we leave.
And I’d never been in a church before in which, in the pew, was a prayer card that included a “Prayer for No Hurricanes.”