I slowly walked the distance from that station to where I was going. It was only a matter of meters. I was walking slowly, I had to think, I was still undecided, but I could hardly turn back now and I decided to continue on my way when suddenly I stopped in my tracks.
I couldn’t believe it, I was about to enter that place, the “Vatican.” There in front of me was the famous St. Peter’s Square. As my mother had said, “He doesn’t even go to church, what is he going to do there?” I hadn’t known how to answer that with certainty, because I asked myself and even I wasn’t too convinced by what I thought about it, “I just want to find answers.”
There were so many people there in the “Vatican,” everywhere was full, I was amazed. When I heard some people there who spoke Spanish, I asked them if th
