We head to Ragusa, but becuase of the timing, the only place that we can stop for lunch that can handle a bus-full of people is this truck stop.
Inside, we split a ham-and-cheese sandwich, that had peas on it for some reason. In the center with the satchel is our tour director Brad.
Walking around Ragusa at the B-Side store.
Our hotel.
We take an optional tour down to Ragusa Ibla, a Unesco world heritage site.
This is another hill-top town: up the hill, down the hill, up the hill, down the hill...
The side entrance to the Church of St. George.
Through a lovely old park that is surrounded by five main churches.
The sundial on this church shows the time is just before "22". Note that the 24-hour calendar was Islamic in origin, so the day begins and ends at sunset, so the "22" means there are about two hours to sunset.
The Church of St. Benedict. There are a small number of nuns left in the cloisters here, continuing their all-day devotions. The numbers are dwindling, as today you have to have a calling to be a nun. For centuries, the second-born child was given to the church to be a priest or nun.
St. Benedict himself.
Cathedral of San Giorgio, built in the baroque style...
...with steps added in the front so you know you're closer to God when you are in it.
We went out for dinner in Ragusa. Ignore the guy in the foreground; this is a picture of the demonstration coming down the street in the background.