Father. Leader. Head of a fairly antiquated religious organisation. Whatever your stance on the Pope, it’s hard to deny the power of a man who leads a church followed by approximately 1.2 billion people. When I heard that the Pope was in town while we were staying there, I knew that I wanted to go along to one of his audiences to hear him speak. The new Pope seems to be in a slightly different model to those previous – not only is he the first Pope from the Americas, or indeed the Southern Hemisphere, but he already advocates more relaxed views about certain matters, for which I commend him.
We arrived almost two hours before Pope Francis was due to make his appearance, but the crowds were already swelling at St Peter’s Square. It was moving to see many people for whom this was clearly a pilgrimage – school groups, religious groups, and ordinary people who were all thrilled to be there.
The sun was hot and we quickly caved to the siren call of brightly coloured parasols, which were in high demand!
The cacophony when the Pope appeared at his window was amazing – chanting, singing and whistles. However the crowd soon quieted to hear him speak. As most of it was in Italian, it was unfortunately a bit lost on me, although I did pick up bits in which he seemed to be exhorting us to treat each other as equals and to be kind to the world – both good messages! Of course, we were able to follow the Pater Noster, and the blessing of the crowd at the end.
After the blessing, we headed to the river – along with several thousand others. We were planning to visit Castel Sant’Angelo, but were thwarted by crazy lines… so I definitely still have to come back to Rome as I really want to see it!
Instead of queuing forever, we headed to the Villa Borghese Park, via the Piazza del Popolo and its beautiful twin churches.
Our curiosity paid off when we wandered into one of the other churches in the Piazza, the Santa Maria del Popolo – not only was it beautiful, but it was also the venue for a choral competition, and we were treated to some amazing singing.
We wandered further into the park without any real destination in mind – just soaking up the afternoon sunshine. And then… this guy happened.
If you can’t quite make it out – that is an elderly man (75+ if he was a day) doing the splits, while rollerblading underneath very low ropes. LEGEND.
For our last evening we didn’t venture far from our hotel, but I had what was quite possibly my best meal of the whole trip – an amazing wild boar and red wine tagliatelle. It was so good I found it difficult to share – but so tasty I wanted the others to try it too!
Saluté Roma – we had an amazing time, and I will definitely be back soon!