The most surreal event. I am addled with a stinking cold, and just woke up to helicopters, I knew they must be for the Pope, but I had no idea his route was coming up here. I opened my living room curtains to see the streets lined with police, and the Pope went right past a few mins later. It feels dislocating, like a hallucination. He just looked like a wee man with a tartan blanket round him. I softened towards him for a few minutes. This really was pure street theatre. Bizarre.
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Nice day for it, though.
Are you SURE it was him or was it just a Night Nurse vision ?
It really was odd, I was barely awake and muffled and exhausted from cold, not sleeping. You know how out of it you feel. Then the pope passed. My street is on the main drag, but has a very local, community feel, not huge & wide like Princes St, so he was really just there. It all felt quite low key, not that many people out there. But yes feels like I dreamt it. I'm just glad the helicopters have gone, my poor head!
love your post! Surreal indeed.
Thanks, Corina.
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