Today we rose to a wonderful breakfast and talks with two young women who were headed to a special service at the top of Mt Saint Michael, something that occurs at the same time every year. Once we heard this, we quickly packed our "large" suitcases and headed for Mt Saint Michael. The day started out with the landscape shrouded in fog and mist. The closer we got to Mt Saint Michael, the larger it loomed up and through the mist perched on its towering peak making the surrounding tide flats look barren and desolate. We parked the car and started the ascent. The service was being televised because of its importance. We entered the back just before the service started. We felt quite fortunate to be part of the pomp and all the festivity. What an extraordinary experience!
What is amazing is how the builders of this cathedral made there way up the hillside as day after day the whole structure emerged from the earth and soil.
After the service, the entire entourage exited the back onto an outside balconey. Marlene walked over to the bishop, introduced herself and began speaking to him.
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