San Geraldo and I took the train up to Córdoba. It’s about an hour away from Málaga on the high-speed train. It was our first visit to Córdoba and we wish we had made plans to stay overnight. So much to explore.
|READ ON… YOU’LL UNDERSTAND HOW SHE FEELS.|
For now (because I’m so tired), I’ll tell you about one chapel inside Córdoba’s Mezquita (aka, the Great Mosque of Córdoba… aka, the Cathedral of the Assumption of Our Lady). I’ll share much more in the coming days.
Fortunately, we did our research and, therefore, arrived as early as we could at the Mezquita. Still it was bustling. Tour groups —busloads — kept arriving. Late in our own independently taken audio tour (number 16 on the 27 stops along the way), we were inside an important chapel that became overwhelmingly crowded with two different tour groups.
|EVEN THE STATUARY APPEARED STRESSED. (SERENITY NOW!)|
|THE CROWDS STARTED TO MAKE ME DIZZY.|
Before we made our escape from the touristic frenzy, San Geraldo looked at the statue prominently placed at the center of the chapel’s back wall.
|“WHAT’S SHE DOING WITH A BOOK?!?”|
“She’s got a book,” he said. “What’s she doing with a book?!?
He then muttered, “Is that supposed to be Mary?”
Clearly he had missed something during the audio tour.
I whispered, “We’re in the Chapel of Santa Teresa. That’s supposed to be Santa Teresa.” (Note: Santa Teresa de Avila, 1515–1582, was a prolific writer.)
“Ohhhhhh,” San Geraldo laughed.”I wondered why she was dressed like a nun.”
|AND, FINALLY, AT ANOTHER CHURCH… ALONG COMES MARY.|