Excitement

So a few words from the ma'am... I mean man of the house...

What I really should be doing at 10pm is lying in bed trying to shake off the jet lag...

Do you honestly expect me to be doing that when Fr. Pierre Paul just wined and dined me (really is was beered and dined, but wined sounds better), took me to his office in the sacristy of St. Peter's Basilica, and chatted about chant, composition and the church for a few hours and then took me home by way of a few Swiss Guard check-points?  I mean... somebody pinch me... or maybe smack me over the head with a hot iron. Fr. Pierre has been in Rome for 35 years. He's a wealth of information, knowledge, very kind and welcoming, and a fine musician to boot. We're not alone.  Not that we were, but it's nice to have such warm people willing to welcome the stranger.

Anyhow, life is crazy. Rome is beautiful. My wife and children are my only link to reality and sanity. We're in for a ride and I can't wait! Maybe I'll write more later... If my wife lets me. After all, this is her blog.

Just thought you should know I'm still here:)