If there’s one day that will live in my memory forever, it is the day we visted Vatican and St. Peter’s Basilica. This church and this experience were so breathtaking and surreal. When I first approached St. Peter’s Square, I was impressed by the largeness of the building, the square, and the many sculptures surrounding the square. However, I was not blown away or astounded. It was very much like everything else I had seen. That is, until I went inside. When I walked in the building, my jaw dropped and I couldn’t speak or even think; I could only absorb. The different chapels inside, the sculptures, the history, and the realness of elements from my Christian faith were almost too much to bear. Our tour guide was phenomenal, transporting us to different points in history without so much as a time machine but with the clarity and understanding of someone who lived the moment. When I was outside, I couldn’t have imagined how large the church would be until I was inside. As people swarmed, both tourists and those of the faith, a type of dance was created between flesh and blood. I never thought I would see, with my own eyes, Michelangelo’s first masterpiece, a saint’s body that would not decay, the tomb of Saint Peter, or the largest Catholic church in the world. Everything in the church was given so much detail. Even the floors were historic, with pieces of marble that have been crossed by diplomats from all over the world. I wish that I could have recorded all the stories that our tour guide told us so that I could replay the stories and reimagine how I felt walking through the church. I will never forget this day, nor will I take for granted the opportunity that I had to go to The Vatican.