We are now in Santo Domingo, and this town is known for a legend involving chickens. Hundreds of years ago, a family was traveling the Camino. The son was falsely accused of theft in this town and was hanged. His parents completed The Camino then returned to mourn their son.
They found him still hanging alive. They went to the judge to tell of the miracle and ask for his release. The judge said your son is as alive as these two roasted chickens I am eating. The roasted chickens then grew feathers and returned to life. To this day, the cathedral houses a pair of live chickens, and you find chickens in their vestments, altar hangings, and carvings.
We also saw an exhibit by Play-mobile of the entire Camino Frances from beginning to end. It included pilgrims with backpacks and walking staffs. We also climbed the bell tower to see the bells (they are huge) and take in the views.
They found him still hanging alive. They went to the judge to tell of the miracle and ask for his release. The judge said your son is as alive as these two roasted chickens I am eating. The roasted chickens then grew feathers and returned to life. To this day, the cathedral houses a pair of live chickens, and you find chickens in their vestments, altar hangings, and carvings.
We also saw an exhibit by Play-mobile of the entire Camino Frances from beginning to end. It included pilgrims with backpacks and walking staffs. We also climbed the bell tower to see the bells (they are huge) and take in the views.
Tomorrow we journey on.
No comments:
Post a Comment