South American Tales Part 2 - Testing the best joke ever

Dateline Arequipa, southern Peru.

Intrepid foreign correspondent ventures into the Santa Catolina Monastery, really a convent where for hundreds of years rich local families would give up a daughter to the church, never to be seen again unless permitted by the bishop. Rumours of lesbian goings-on and four in a bath adventures are totally made up by tourists tormented by school boy joke about nuns in a bath (Where's the soap Yes it does doesn't it - Note to reader - punctuation is left out deliberately - it's all in the telling)

Only recently, and for tax reasons (the government decided they should pay some), was the monastery opened to the public. Here are my conclusions, based on in-depth research (thank yous to the Lonely Planet) and an intense hour wandering around the place...

Peruvian nuns are short and squat with good posture. This is based upon the observation of a wood-fired pizza oven in each of the numerous kitchens, the short yet spacious doorways and the short beds with no mattress;

The nuns' bath does indeed exist, and indeed it is large enough for at least six at a time (although given their squtness, maybe four at a time). There was no sign of the soap. Perhaps it does;

The nuns have either way too much time on their hands or a great eye for tourist opportunities, how else could one explain the perfectly manicured gardens and incredibly colourful floral arangements?;

Why isn't the miracle that the sainted nun from the monastery performed explained in better detail than 'cured a cancer'? A better miracle would have been to explain the best joke ever;

If there really is a god then why are numerous churches, cathedrals and even the monastery destroyed on a regular basis by earthquakes? I blame plate tectonics.

The Santa Catolina Monastery is worth the admission fee. Just.

The best joke ever is still the best joke ever.