Thursday morning started out with me waking up a little earlier than usual to take the train to Fiumicino Airport to pick up my Dad!!! When I got there, I walked to Terminal 1 to see if that is where his plane was. No luck, so I asked a nice lady at the information booth where American Airlines flights land? She told me to take the shuttle bus to Terminal 5, so I did. There were a bunch of American couples traveling back home to the USA, and they were all discussing the good food they ate and how interesting Rome was. When I got to Terminal 5, I looked around for arrival screens - no luck. I asked the American Airlines information man where the arrivals were, and he told me that they were in Terminal 2. Oh yet another mix up in Rome! Luckily, I found the arrivals and Dad came through the Customs doors a few minutes after I found the correct terminal. It was so nice to see him and to welcome him to Rome! After I impressed Dad with my Italian skills and bought us two train tickets, we hopped on the train back to my neighborhood. We caught up on the train ride there and luckily Dad had a smooth and easy flight. Once we got to my apartment, we relaxed on the balcony and I got ready to go and conquer my last three midterms. I left the apartment around 11:30 to take the tram to my 12:00 midterm. Dad just relaxed on the balcony after I left. Soon, my roommate, Cuyler, came back and made him and Dad some pasta for lunch. They ate out on the balcony and talked for a long time. Dad really enjoyed meeting Cuyler since he is one of my best friends here. Around 2:00 Dad went over to his hotel and got checked in and settled. I was so wiped after taking my Abnormal Psychology, Italian 101, and History of the Catholic Church midterms all within a span of 6 hours. History of the Catholic Church was by far the hardest midterm because my professor expected us to remember a lot of information and we barely had time to write it all down! I was happy to have midterms checked off of my list and be free to spend the weekend with Dad! Dad came back to my apartment around 7:00 PM and we hung out for a bit with Cuyler before he flew to Barcelona for the weekend. Dad and I met Casey and Bliss for dinner around 8:30 PM and we went to our favorite Pizzeria around the corner. The owner loves, Casey, Bliss, and I, so we knew we had to take Dad there. Immediately after we said, "Buona Sera" she looked at me and asked, "E Papa?" or "Is this Dad?" I said, "Si" and then she proceeded to comment that we looked alike! We had a great dinner that night - Fettucini, Bruschetta, and House Wine! After dinner, Dad and I walked around my neighborhood for a little while and then I took him to the bridge by campus to see the dome of St. Peter's lit up at night. I was quite the sight! By then, it was 11:00 PM and we decided to go to bed since tomorrow was going to be a busy day at the Vatican!
| Dad and me in St. Peter's Square |
After our expensive, but filling lunch, we went back to the Basilica and walked downstairs to see the Tombs of the Popes. We saw Pope John Paul II, Pope Pius XI, and many others. Pope John Paul II's tomb is heavily guarded and many people stop to kneel and pray before it. There was a strict silence required down in the tombs and no photos were allowed. We also got to see the front of St. Peter's Tomb through glass. After our tour of the tombs, we went back out to the square because we had some time to kill. So, we found a clean place to sit and just soaked in Rome. Dad caught me up on life back home, and it was a very nice way to spend the time just sitting in St. Peter's Square enjoying family. Around 3:30 PM, we walked over to get our tickets for the Scavi Tour to see the Necropolis and the excavated Tomb of St. Peter. There were 12 of us on the tour including a priest from La Crosse, Wisconsin. Our tour guide was a seminarian studying in Rome from Toledo, Ohio. He was very interesting and talked about the history of the Necropolis and the history of the Basilica dating back to Constantine in 313 AD. We saw many Christian tombs in the Necropolis and eventually made it to the spot where we could see a part of the original monument built to mark St. Peter's Tomb. When we were there, our tour guide talked about the secret exploration of the Necropolis that began in the 1930s. The Vatican kept it a secret so Hitler wouldn't try and get involved. For years, archaeologists worked at night with hand tools to dig out many tombs and see what they could find. Then, in the Christmas message of 1949 from Pope Pius XII, it was announced to faithful Catholics around the world that the Tomb St. Peter had been found. 1950 was a jubilee year in the church, so this was an awesome way to start out the celebration. Our tour continued to the area where we could see another angle of St. Peter's Tomb, and out tour guide continued on with when the archaeologists found bones in the tomb. After testing, the bones were found to be from a young man and a woman - a blow to the search for St. Peter. After many years of retracing steps and putting more clues together, it was determined that St. Peter's bones were placed in a marble lined box hidden in the wall next to his tomb for protection. There is an inscription in Latin in the marble that proclaims, "Peter is within". When we got to this part of the tour, we got to see two of St. Peter's actual bones. We saw part of his jaw bone and part of his tibia bone. The tour guide let us all see the bones and then gave us a moment to pray. He then read a bible passage:
Matthew 16:13-18
"Now when Jesus came into the district of Caesarea Philippi, He was asking His disciples, 'Who do people say that the Son of Man is?' And they said, 'Some say John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; but still others, Jeremiah, or one of the prophets.' He said to them, 'But who do you say that I am?' Simon Peter answered, 'You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.' And Jesus said to him, 'Blessed are you, Simon Barjona, because flesh and blood did not reveal this to you, but My Father who is in heaven. I also say to you that you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build My church"
| Wine at dinner in honor of Grandpa Kasprzak's 96th Birthday |
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