I ate so much food last night but that is one of the beauties of Italy...the food...now its time to pray.
I visited a cathedral San Giochismo. It was uncomfortably familiar as just two years ago I recall my first time in Chinese church where all I understood was "Amen". The fact that I did not understand the language did nor bother me, it was the things I understood that did. The service was extremely religious and traditional. I felt that it was so staged and routined that there was no room for fresh experiences. It included a lot of memorization, reading in a call and response method and making signs of the cross. I felt as if the focus on what we did was greater than what Jesus did.
Later an extremely old man dressed in green started speaking/singing. It vaguely reminded me of Eminem chanting. I will not comment on his content because who am I to speak considering I have never studied Italian!
After service, I walked over to the square and then headed back to the hotel.