A short day today as my feet are still pretty sore. We walked to the old city of Santillana del Mar, it is an old walled city all cobble stone streets and stone buildings. We are staying in an "Alberge" (Spanish for hostel) that was once a horse stable. It is actually a nice little hostel that can sleep 16 and is divided into two rooms with bathroom and shower in between. What is really great about these hostels is that you keep running into the same people over and over and it's great to see them all and hear everybody's stories. There are mostly Europeans with the majority of them German but also a Russian, several Frenchmen, one American, a Belgian, and 3 Canadians including Kathy and I