Courmayeur is at the same latitude as Montreal, Canada, so sunrise is early, 5:30. I woke up to the sun shining and rolled over and went back to sleep with the great feeling that I didn’t have to get on a train or do anything today. I spent part of the day writing on my balcony and then took a walk around the town.
Later I went out again and bought my bus ticket for Aosta and the train tickets to San Remo, as suggested by Stefano at my hotel. I saw some hikers with backpacks that looked like they could have weighed about 50 pounds and was glad that I was not doing any hiking.
Since it had been five days since I had eaten any pasta, I was afraid I might be going through withdrawal, so I went out for dinner and was not disappointed.
I ate outside and talked a little with the owner of the restaurant, Pizzeria du Tunnel Ristorante, which was a five minute walk from my hotel. Of course the food was delicious and then I walked home, just before the rain started.