The weather didn’t look promising when we woke up this morning in Punta del Este, Uruguay. It deteriorated from there. As the day progressed, sprinkles became drizzle became steady rain. While it was still in the drizzle stage, we drove a few miles up the coast on the river side of Punta del Este. The … Continue reading A rainy day in Punta del Este, Uruguay
One of the great things about visiting France is being able to attend Sunday Mass in an impressive, medieval stone cathedral like this one in Montpellier: As luck would have it, this cathedral even had a bishop in it this morning. The retired bishop was present to celebrate an event for the young children of … Continue reading Sunday Mass at Cathedrale St. Pierre in Montpellier
After a long, romantic stroll along the Left Bank of the Seine late one evening in September 2007, Kathryn and I walked across Petit Pont to have a look at Notre Dame, the cathedral of Paris. Kathryn snapped a few photos, including this one.
When I lived in Richmond, I wasn’t much of a church-goer. In the three years I lived there, I can count the number of times I attended Mass on one hand. Zero. Now, seven years later, attendance at Sunday Mass is part of my life. I don’t intentionally miss it. When planning our recent visit to Richmond, I found the Cathedral of the Sacred Heart has a Mass at 5:15 pm on Saturdays. It was a particularly convenient time, shortly after our arrival in town. It was also within walking distance of our hotel. We had a winner.