Wednesday afternoon we visited the Mission San Juan Capistrano, one of 21 missions that once flourished along the California coastline. If you're ever out that way, it is well worth a visit. The history of the mission is itself intriguing, but the chapel and the Basilica of San Juan Capistrano there are breath-taking:
|The church of Blessed Junipero Serra.|
|The Basilica of San Juan Capistrano.|
You can view the pictures I took at the mission here.
That evening we joined the family with whom stayed - who happens to be original from Effingham - for dinner on the Queen Mary, a large British ship that now houses several restaurants, bars, conference and ball rooms, and even functions as a hotel:
We ate at Sir Winston's, an excellent restaurant on the higher end, but we wanted to celebrate the gift of friendship and this seemed a fitting place to do so.
Standing aboard the Queen Mary in the evening offers a nice view of the city:
You can view more pictures from the zoo here.
After another delicious meal at the Pizzeria Arrivederci, I returned to the airport for the "red eye" flight back to St. Louis; the plane landed just before 5:00 a.m., the consequences of which I felt today.
On the way to the airport, though, we found lots of traffic (when flying out of San Diego, be sure to arrive a good two hours early - at least - because the layout of the airport makes little logical sense), so, after I blessed the Marine with the blessing of Aaron so beloved of St. Franics of Assisi, I made my way back to Springfield to join Bishop Paprocki for the Mass marking the second anniversary of his installation as the Bishop of Springfield in Illinois and the beginning of the Fortnight for Freedom (more on that maybe tomorrow).
Please, in the charity of your prayers, pray for John, his family, and those with whom he serves.