Anne Goes to Europe: Milan

Church of St Ambrose. His bones were in the crypt, but I didn't get a picture. Funny story about this church... We went to the church right when we got in Milan Friday night. The gift shop was open initially, but we figured we'd catch it on the way out. Unfortunately, it closed before we got there. Well, on Saturday, we decided to give the gift shop another shot. Once again, it was closed. Disappointed, we took the metro one stop over to see some sort of castle (pictured to the left). Welllll on our way to the castle we found another church dedicated to St. Ambrose. We marvelled at how obsessed Milan seemed to be about St Ambrose as we entered and marveled even more once we got in because the church was an exact replica of the one we had just been at! In fact, we even saw some of the same people there! We thought it was really dumb that they would make a replica of this church just one stop over. We decided to check out the crypt to see what they had in place of St. Ambrose's bones, but to our surprise the crypt housed the bones of St. Ambrose!

Yeah, we had backtracked and entered the same church from a different direction. *facepalm* It turned out to be really nice though because confession started right then and I had been hoping to go for a while. In fact, God must have wanted me to go too because the lady in front of me in line for confession was taking too long, and I was about to give up waiting (I didn't even know if the priest could speak English) when another priest came! Yay! And he said confession in English for me! Yay! He was very, very sweet. And I was very, very happy.