On the Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows, we venerated a miracle wrought by desperation, and experienced one of our own. Saturday, September 15: Lisbon to Fatima by way of Santarem Landing in Lisbon after our mad scramble through the 9 circles of Charles de Hell Airport yesterday, we met our guides Guida (her name means Guide, so she is Guida Our Guida) and Francoise and boarded our buses. We are a two-bus pilgrimage (the Red and the Blue; I'm on Blue, with Guida) with this many people. All we … [Read more...]