For the first time on this trip I felt really positive and enjoyed my sightseeing. What a great day.

The “pilgrimage” up the hill was amazing. I mean, yeah, I got sweaty and tired, but it felt good to go into the church and sit and think and kinda pray, I guess. I thought about mom and all. One altar had three random women crying, me being one of them, all together but not altogether about the same thing I’m sure. Anyhoo, great morning.

I freaking love this city.

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