Today was another gorgeous day of sun and easy walking. I walked in the morning with two German girls who described life in E. Germany before the fall of the Berlin wall. The thing most people seem to know or say right off the bat about Canadians is that, "Oh yes, you speak two languages there. Which one do you speak?"
Anyways, last night I stayed in the monastery of Santa Clara, a beautiful old building with hot water showers, and who should show up but the two limping Italian girls and the Australian brother and sister.