A few of us found a Christian Church -- John of the Wildness and attempted to go to Easter Mass. This was my "best" outfit! Unfortunately, we had the time wrong -- but so did about 25 other people. So, in this tiny church in the Himalayas, we took turns reading the scripture of the resurrection of Jesus and said the "Our Father". It was probably the most spiritual experience I have ever had. Quite moving -- and Dad would have liked it -- none of those frilly "musical groups" that take all the attention away from the service! (That happened today when we went to Mass!)
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