Как я видел папу how i saw dad

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On our trip to Rome one day, after having lunch and rest, we decided to visit the Lateran Temple. Having descended into the subway (it is dark and dirty in Rome), after two stops we exit. We have a travel ticket, valid for the metro and any transport in Rome for three days. It's cheaper than single tickets. In front of us are the remains of the ancient fortress walls of Rome. Behind them is the Lateran Basilica (summer residence of the Pope). A very beautiful temple, sculptures on the roof, at the entrance, in the interior. We walk, we love. I draw your attention to the fact that the choir is gathering, the organ is being tested, the carabinieri appear (usually they are almost invisible). We decided to wait. What will it be? We sat down on a bench and waited. The organ began to play, the choir began to sing, and Catholic relics began to be taken out of the side entrance, people in purple cassocks came out, and behind him in white robes with a tiara on their heads was the Pope (I recognized it from a photo from newspapers). This procession is moving towards the altar, everyone has risen.
Then different rituals. Then dad will take off his tiara and put on a white skullcap, then he will wash his hands, they will put something in his mouth. The choir sings, then falls silent, the organ plays periodically, dad says something, then the singer sings a prayer. In general, an entertaining rite is this mass. At the end, the Italian Catholic people lined up for communion, and we left the church and moved along a narrow street towards the Colosseum, which was visible in the distance. We still had a lot to do that evening. That's how I saw my dad.