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gracchietto -> I was in Paris yesterday (5/27/2008 6:48:44 AM)
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Dear all,
when about a month ago someone told me there was a nice exhibition on ancient Babylon at the Louvre in Paris I thought it'd be a good chance to go back after more than ten years of absence (yes, I live just an hour and a half away by train, talk about laziness...)
After the very interesting but very tiring three hours at the museum I thought I might just as well go and use some of the time I had left before my homebound train and pay a visit to Notre-Dame.
Summer is here and the number of tourists is increasing, but after a short queue at the entrance I found myself a quiet spot out of flashes and the noisy crowds and sat there awestruck as if it were the first time.
I've been to Paris many times in the past, even studied there three weeks in summer when I was just 18, I even attended a TeDeum chanted Mass on a New Year's Eve a few years later, it still felt like the first time.
The size of the cathedral, though not the biggest gothic church, that record goes to Amiens, makes you feel small, very small.
The church was full and yet I was alone.
And then suddenly the tears started flowing.
I have burdened you with my sorrows in the last few months, maybe, just maybe, yesterday was the first day on the way up.
It'll be a looooong way, but a first step was taken.
Love.
Chiara
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