Just to make things easier, entrance was made at Porta Sant’Anna. The usual permesso took seconds. This was quite unusual.
Outside again, on the other side of the post office, I took the picture above. Just then, I was intercepted by a car driven by someone from the Governatorato, or so he said. I was just going to go to the southern entrance of the Belvedere Courtyard but he zipped me over to the ramp up to the back of the Sistine Chapel. You can see that ramp entrance through the portal in the lower right of picture above. He could be sincere, of course, and could have just taken pity on my limping. It just seemed all too serendipitous. He had nice things to say about Viganò. It’s easy to say nice things, so, I said nice things. My Ooda Loop was maxing out as he passed by the drop off point and brought me around the basilica near the jail. Perhaps this was a delaying tactic to talk longer. He brought me back and dumped me off at the ramp and then sped off to the Vatican Gardens above. Finally, into the courtyard I hobbled.
I was told that this never ever never happens. Never. Only to me. Perhaps “G”, the head of security sent him. Very nice. But I think I had to walk farther by getting a ride. That’s ok. I’m not complaining. I like adventure.