Dean and I took a day trip yesterday to Montserrat to see the monastery there, and the famed Black Madonna. Somehow we got on the wrong train, and about an hour into the trip, when Montserrat seemed to be getting farther away, we asked the porter, who spoke no English, and just kept shaking her head "no" when we said we were wanting to go to Montserrat. Thank god for this nice Pakistani man who spoke English (and Spanish) and helped us out. We switched trains and got there easily enough (great train system here!).
Dean and I are not very religious, but enjoy seeing all the old churches and monasteries and such. Who knows, maybe in another life we were monks. We went to the shrine of the Black Madonna that Montserrat is known for. She is all encased in glass except for a black globe that she extends through an opening, that pilgrims are allowed to touch as they shuffle past (apparently she gets about a million visitors a year. Today must have been a slow day, as there were only a handful of people in line). Anyway, I touched her globe and got a little shock, which must have been static electricity, but there was no carpet, just marble floor. And I think she spoke to me.
I read later that the globe is supposed to have healing powers for the sick, and also can transmit healing powers to caregivers. How cool is that?