Yesterday, (February 26th!) I went with my new roommate Lisa to the city of Cartago to see the sights there. (Lisa is from Concordia St. Paul)
We took a bus that cost less than a dollar and were dropped off near the ruins.

This church has been destroyed by earthquakes for hundreds of years. Finally, in 1910, it was in the middle of construction when it was hit by another earthquake and has been this way since, unfinished.
And then we walked a bit in the mist to the Basilica de los Angeles where we arrived early for the noon Mass. And it’s a good thing that we did because by the time church started, the pews were full and people were standing all at the back and near the side entrances and in the aisles.

I didn’t take any pictures of the inside, but it was all wood and absolutely beautiful.
When we got there, it was between services and people would go to the back of the center aisle, cross themselves, then kneel down and shuffle forward on their knees all the way up to the front of the church where they would pray and receive a blessing.
The tradicional Mass was very interesting especially since we didn’t pay for a bulletin. But it all worked out in the end. However, after the service was over, we declined staying for the service that would pray to Santa Maria.
Afterwards, we went downstairs to the little shrine of the patron Virgen de Costa Rica. Her name is La Negrita. People traditionally come to her to ask for healing, and the tradition is to bring a little metal figure or symbol of the thing that needs healing.
There is a little exhibit around La Negrita where all the little trinkets are tacked up. There were hundreds of little legs and arms and eyes and stomachs. Lungs, kidneys, noses, ears, torsos, hearts, faces, intestines, among little figurines of people and other statuettes. Also apparently some people leave trophies or medals there to give thanks to La Negrita for offering them success so there was a couple of displays with soccer trophies and plaques and medals and lots of things.
Soon after, we ate at a little pastry shop out of the rain, and then caught the bus back to San Jose!
Definitely a cultural experience in Cartago.
















































