Italians love their music and you often hear a beat everywhere you go. Day or night you'll always find street performers, and most are really good (but more on that in a later post). Sometimes late at night from our apartment you'll hear someone singing opera. A few nights ago it was more than that and seemed to be getting louder and louder. Curiosity finally got the best of me, so at 11pm I stumbled outside to find the streets filled with a large candle-lit procession. After following the crowd to the church, which had overflowed into the streets, I later figured out that it was The Feast of Corpus Christi (a day in which Christians commemorate The Last Supper). But many times, like this afternoon, you just pass a church with the doors open and stumble upon an orchestra or a choir. Today it was a children's choir of all things. Our kids didn't want to leave, and neither did Angie or I for that matter.