The Latin mass was interspersed with a woman, whose voice was that of an angel (’tis true!). I stated, on the trail awhile back, that I considered myself an agnostic. I still do, but while I listened and watched this mass and witnessed the botafumiero (quite possibly the largest in the Catholic Church) as is swung from east to west, I wept. Don’t know what else to say – the end of the journey, the Mass, everything was wrapping up. Emotional, and beautiful ending. Thank you, Nancy, mi amiga, for all of it.