We four hospitaleras/os are at mid point in our two weeks of service and we haven’t yet run away, burst into tears or strangled each other. Put two Spanish men and two Canadian women all over seventy into a totally unfamiliar situation where they have to deal with fifty strangers who do or don’t speak a common language and …. Well, stuff happens.

The weather is brilliant although a little windy today. It’s a provincial holiday and the high school band was out in force in the town square.

One of the wonderful things about yesterday was talking to two young Greek pilgrims! They almost fell off their chairs when I greeted them in the language of Homer as they came in chatting away. In the evening one warm and optimistic guy, Georgiz , was sitting with a beautiful German young lady who had just graduated in environmental law. How encouraging it was to hear their determined and optimistic talk of how to face the problems that stand before them. I so admire their courage as they walk along making their own path. Today is St George’s day and I wish him and his companions all the best.

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