Showing posts with label Santa Domingo de la Calzada. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa Domingo de la Calzada. Show all posts

Friday, June 3, 2016

Camino de Santiago: Chicken Miracle

Today is my second day in Santa Domingo de la Calzada. The city has a miracle story that involves chickens and St. Dominic de la Calzada. The story goes that a young German pilgrim boy was falsely accused of stealing and was hanged. His sad parents continued their pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela. On their way home, they found their son still alive being held up by the spirit of Saint Dominic. When they told the chief magistrate he did not believe them and said their son was as alive as the roasted chicken on his plate. Suddenly the cooked hen and rooster came back to life.  It was a miracle!
After this miracle the church has kept a live hen and rooster in the church as a reminder. Yup, you can hear the rooster crowing all during Mass and at the evening rosary. I found it hard not to giggle every time I heard them. The story reminds me that miracles happen in our lives in unusual and unexpected ways. Pilgrims share what we have and who we are with each other very quickly. This is a miracle in today's crazy world! Thank you to all who have been so kind to me!

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Camino de Santiago: Pilgrim Hospital

Today I decided to take the bus from Logrono to Santo Domingo de la Calzada. There are two reasons for this. First, my original schedule had me here by June 2. Second, I have an infected blister that needs to be babied for two days and this looked like a good place to rest. Ironically I am staying in a beautiful 4-star hotel built by Saint Dominic in the 12th century as a hospital for pilgrims. The hotel gives a great discount to pilgrims to continue the tradition of care.

I've met many "injured" pilgrims in the past two days. A young man who tore his knee cap; a woman who broke her leg; another who fell off her bunk bed and got a concussion. All of these pilgrims were taking the bus to Madrid and then flying home - their pilgrimage ended. Each admitted they had pushed themselves too hard, had walked too fast or gone too far each day. Their sad stories helped to affirm my decision to take a break and to refresh before the next phase of my journey.