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                | 2211: Parroquia 
                  del Santiago el Mayor, Zaragoza, Spain |  
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                | Mystery 
                  Worshipper: Aggie. The church: 
                  Parroquia del Santiago el Mayor (Parish Church of St James the 
                  Great), Zaragoza, Spain.
 Denomination: 
                  Roman Catholic, 
                  Archdiocese of Zaragoza.
 The building: 
                  Dedicated to St James the Great, Spain’s patron saint. Built 
                  in Baroque style in 1625, it was originally called San Ildefonso, 
                  and was part of a Dominican monastery of the same name. The 
                  monastery was destroyed in 1835, and the church was renamed 
                  Santiago el Mayor in 1902. The building is made of local stone, 
                  and the façade is flanked by two large towers. The interior 
                  is Italianate in design, although the elaborate ceiling contains 
                  both Baroque elements such as the large sun-lit dome above the 
                  nave, as well as Moorish geometric patterns.
 The church: 
                  It is sometimes hard to find out much about the life of a parish 
                  one is visiting in a strange country. All I can say is that 
                  there are several masses each day, as well as vespers.
 The neighbourhood: 
                  Zaragoza is a city of around 700,000 people in the region of 
                  Aragon, northeastern Spain. It is a historic city founded by 
                  the Roman emperor Caesar Augustus and has had a turbulent history, 
                  as many warring peoples have laid claim to it over the ages. 
                  It is also a centre of pilgrimage, as it is believed to be one 
                  of the first places in Spain to be evangelised by the apostle 
                  St James. The church is situated on Avenida Cesar Augusto, one 
                  the main avenues in the city, which leads from the centre of 
                  the city to the famous central square in the old quarter adjacent 
                  to the banks of the River Ebro.
 The cast: 
                  An unnamed priest.
 The date & time: 
                  Friday, 25 February 2011, 12.00pm.
 
 What was the name of the service?
 Misa (Mass).
 
 How full was the building?
 Practically empty, but not surprising, it being a weekday low 
                  mass. It was a large church that could easily have seated 200 
                  or more, but there were only about 15 to 20 worshippers, mainly 
                  elderly ladies who sat in the front two rows of pews. As the 
                  mass started, a handful of people drifted in and sat toward 
                  the back of the church, near where I was sitting.
 
 Did anyone welcome you 
                  personally?
 Yes. There was an elderly man standing inside the main door 
                  of the church who smiled as I walked in and nodded at me as 
                  he wished me buenos días.
 
 Was your pew comfortable?
 Fairly so. It was a standard movable long wooden pew, although 
                  a little hard on the knees.
 
 How would you describe the pre-service
atmosphere?
 I went into the church intending just to have a look around, 
                  but I noticed on the board inside the door that I was just in 
                  time for mass. From the back of the church I could hear a little 
                  hum of conversation from the elderly ladies at the front. Some 
                  of them bustled about lighting the candles on the altar, rearranging 
                  the floral displays, and lighting votive candles. There was 
                  a young lady who was listening to her iPod whilst sweeping and 
                  then mopping the floor in the north aisle of the church (more 
                  about her later).
 
 What were the exact opening words of the
service?
 "En el nombre del Padre, del Hijo y del Espiritu Santo."
 
 What books did the congregation use during the
service?
 None.  They knew it off by heart.
 
 What musical instruments were played?
 None, and I couldn't see an organ anywhere.
 
 Did anything distract you?
 Yes, the cleaning lady. Whilst the mass was going on, she continued 
                  to listen to her iPod whilst clattering her broom and mop and 
                  bucket around near the front pews. If I had been sitting at 
                  the front, I would have found that immensely irritating, and 
                  I would have probably given her "a look", but no one 
                  seemed to take any notice of her.
 
 Was the worship stiff-upper-lip, happy clappy, or
what?
 It was a formal low mass said in Spanish. The priest faced the 
                  congregation and spoke in a clear voice. His celebration of 
                  the mass was rather fast, and he seemed to be rushing through 
                  it oblivious to whether the congregation could keep up with 
                  the responses. He did not give the lady who was doing the collection 
                  enough time to get round the church to everybody, so she only 
                  collected from a few people in the front pews. By the time she 
                  had done this, the priest had already said the offertory and 
                  was starting the eucharistic prayer. As there was no assistant, 
                  no server or subdeacon to take the collection plate from her, 
                  the collection lady placed it on the altar herself.
 
 Exactly how long was the sermon?
 No sermon.
 
 Which part of the service 
                  was like being in heaven?
 The warm sunlight pouring through the stained glass of the dome 
                  above the altar, which illuminated it as the priest said mass.
 
 And which part was like being in... er... the other place?
 The cleaning lady bashing her broom and mop and bucket around 
                  whilst listening to her iPod. She seemed totally oblivious to 
                  the mass that was being celebrated.
 
 What happened when you hung around after the service looking lost?
 I didn’t hang around. As I was leaving, I noticed the same elderly 
                  man who had greeted me as I came in. As I passed him, he commented 
                  that it was a nice sunny day outside, and that the weather was 
                  unusually mild for February. I felt a little disorientated as 
                  to which direction I needed to go to get back to the city’s 
                  main square, so I asked him for directions. He asked me where 
                  I was from and how long I was staying in Zaragoza. He said that 
                  he hoped I had enjoyed my stay and wished me a good and safe 
                  journey back to England.
 
 How would you describe 
                  the after-service coffee?
 There was none, but I had a menu del día (three 
                  course lunch) and a bottle of the local red wine for €12 
                  at a little restaurant near the plaza.
 
 How would you feel about 
                  making this church your regular (where 10 = ecstatic, 0 = terminal)?
 5  I don’t like the informality of masses in Spanish churches, 
                  as they always seem to be more rushed than reverential. Also, 
                  it always seems to me that Spanish Catholic priests don’t greet 
                  or interact with their congregation before or after mass. They 
                  seem to have a tendency to emerge out of the vestry, say mass, 
                  and then disappear back into the vestry again without speaking 
                  to anyone.
 
 Did the service make you feel glad to be a
Christian?
 Yes sort of, although the worship seemed a little perfunctory. 
                  It was as if both the priest and congregation felt obliged to 
                  be there, but yet at the same time wanted to get it all over 
                  with quickly.
 
 What one thing will you remember about all this in seven days' time?
 That cleaning lady.
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