
We found the sanctuary first and went there thinking that that was
where we would find the post cards and the relics of Saint Catherine but all we
found was a beautiful chapel and a gift shop that held no post card of her
thumb. Confused, we went up to the church to look in.
The outside is mainly brick but we thought perhaps it had been
built around the older structure because inside the church looked much older
than it appeared on the outside. It was huge and had the most spectacular stained
glass windows. Unfortunately, as we had found in the sanctuary, no pictures
were allowed whether flash or not.

Several signs indicated a souvenir shop just past where a small
group of tourists were gathered in front of some sort of shrine. As we passed
and looked over their heads we could see in a long glass case, the head of
Saint Catherine looking very ghostly as it was lit up for viewing.
In the souvenir shop, we found picture postcards of the thumb that
was enclosed in a glass urn-like receptacle. Neither of us had seen anything
like that in our walk through the church so Bob asked the clerk in the shop. He
pointed us to a glassed recess in the wall near where the head was. Sure enough
on our way out, we stopped and it was there. No joke. There were postcards of
it.

For dinner this night, Bob’s brother had made reservations for us
at a restaurant close to the hotel but there were no menus in English. He had
been reassured that someone would translate for us. It worked out fairly well
and we could brag we ate with the locals. My “pork” turned out to be beef but
most of the rest of us got what we thought we would.

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