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whipp711
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I’ve had the good fortune to attend a Mass in Paris and in a small church in the country side. I found the experience to be wonderful. My French is rather basic (though I can sing their national anthem), but I could easily follow the Liturgy. I was lost during the homily, but that was okay.
In Paris, no one spoke English, at least the one’s I met. During the “Peace be with you”, eyes got as big as saucers when I said it in English. Smiles.
In the Normandy country-side, much more friendly. Paris is like any large city (NY, Chicago, etc.). People are grumpy. There are still some good folks there.
I’ve also attended Mass where the language was German, Spanish, Chinese, and Malaysian. The Mass…felt right at home.
In Paris, no one spoke English, at least the one’s I met. During the “Peace be with you”, eyes got as big as saucers when I said it in English. Smiles.
In the Normandy country-side, much more friendly. Paris is like any large city (NY, Chicago, etc.). People are grumpy. There are still some good folks there.
I’ve also attended Mass where the language was German, Spanish, Chinese, and Malaysian. The Mass…felt right at home.