I was shocked several yards out of the train station after mid-conversation with a friend I glanced up and saw the towering cathedral. The service itself was, of course, impossible to comprehend. I gave my best shot at singing along with the hymns, but even that was a crap shoot. It’s not hard to understand why so many tourists visit the church; I’ve seen dozens of great houses of worship this summer, and this one ranked near the top. It is unfortunate that so many stunning churches are treated as shrines for the dead and museums for the living instead of places for worship and education for congregants.
Exploring the city at night was a blast, and I had some of my most memorable experiences of the trip in that city. But again, the city itself is not the cause of that, it was the people I was with and the conversations we had.