The last weekend of World Youth Day events ends with a pilgrimage to the camp area where the Pope will say Mass. No tents are allowed in the area (rule not followed by some). There was roughly 300,000 people sleeping out under the stars. We walked four miles to get to the location. And there were hundreds of port-a-lets.
At the edges of the area were a bunch of vendors selling everything from food to religious items. During the week I had thought about getting this really pretty crucifix. It was on a stand and was gold in color. It was about 14 inches high.
That night one of the youth decided to go walk around. He asked if anyone wanted anything. I gave him $20 and said if he saw the crucifix again to get one for me. And away he went. I went to bed.
Early in the morning a rain storm came through. Not the best way to find out, but my sleeping bag is pretty rain proof. It just leaked along the zipper. I slept as long as I could, but at one point my sister woke me up. "Hey, we've got something for you." I slowly opened my eyes. The area was still foggy from the storm and it being around 6am. As I opened my eyes a gold crucifix started to come into focus. All I could reply was, "You brought me Jesus?" I felt like I was in the middle of a Monty Python movie.