He went to Venezuela when I was a kid and saw him in two separate places. First time was in La Paz, where a huge land area was made the largest church camp I've seen in my life. Me and my family where waiting somewhere along the path the Pope-car was going to take, and there we saw him at maybe less than 20 feet passing by slowly waiving his hand and smiling. A peaceful face. The second time was shortly afterwards in the stadium of the Universidad Central, this was a special event just for the student Venezuelan youth. So imagine a large open stadium full of young adolescent students of all schools from Venezuela, and when I say full I mean all the bleachers + the field. The only area not full of kids was the stage where the pope was going to appear. We had to be there very early, more than three hours before he arrived. We all had small Venezuelan flags, and also some sort of Pope related flag. During all this time waiting for him there was music and games etc. When the Pope car was approaching the stadium some person through the loudspeakers notified that, and the roar we all started to yell was one of the loudest sounds I've heard in my life. I perfectly remember completely yelling my lungs out, and I couldn't hear at all my own voice, the loudness was so powerfull, every one was absolutely insanely yelling their lungs out, everyone waiving their flags and jumping, and I was exactly doing the same, and that noise and the excitement was all there was, it was unreal. This humongous roar lasted for about 10-15 minutes, till his person appeared on the stage, when it went even louder and steadier probably for 5 more minutes till we were ordered to calm down. I'm in spirit a very mystic sort of person, but even though my family is catholic I am not. However even as a young kid it's easy to recognize when someone has earned a lot of respect and admiration, when someone is really remarkable at a global level. That night was an experience I'll certainly never forget. RIP most friendly Pope.