Joe woke up and called it off. His left leg is really bothering him and he is worried the daily walks are making the damage worse. It is the right call.
I gave it a couple minutes of thought, then decided to bail with him. Just won’t be the same finishing without my bro. My pic of the number for the Taxi turned out to be weirdly well timed.
While waiting for the cab, I caught this little video of an old soldier doing part of the Camino with his horse.
We called them and made the train to Madrid just in time this morning. I left my Sriracha on the platform.
I am in the bar area right now updating my blog. We fly out tomorrow morning.