We were just a wandering and all that. Down this lovely cool lane atop an Alpine-like plateau in the Italian Dolomites. This little churchy thing loomed and lured us through it's old doors. And there, lying so we couldn't miss it was Himself, the Pope-man smiling from the front of a glossy magazine. Sine the little church was dedicated to St Francis and the Popesy is now St Francis, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.
A nice respite from the warm sun though.
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