All Roads Lead to Rome

I am sure that I have mentioned before that I detest packing a suitcase. As a result, more often than not, I wait until the last minute to pack before leaving on a trip. Packing so late typically means that I take way more than I need for the duration of the trip, and that I inevitably forget something important. That makes me wonder as I pack this morning, two hours before leaving for the airport, what I am going to forget.


Cassock? Check.

Passport? Check.

Alb, amice, and cincture? Check.

Alarm Clock? Check.

Computer? Check.

Enough clothes to get through a week? Check.

I hope I have remembered everything this time . . . Now, if Mother Nature cooperates, my next post will be from the Eternal City.