Palencia to Seville July 25, 2015
I forgot to mention that we didn't actually walk to Boadilla. By the time we reached Itero de la Vega she was in so much pain we had to take a taxi to Boadilla. She had only been able to walk 10km and was in pain. We both decided that this was not an injury that was going to heal even with rest, shipping pack, and going short distances.
In retrospect, I'm glad we took the taxi to Boadilla and that our last night was in En El Camino. I am still sad, but we have had many shared moments of laughter. In fact, last night we were laughing so hard we were nigh on hysterical and there was some risk of bed wetting.
I believe that we are exactly where we are supposed to be. I don't know why, but I have learned that knowing why is the booby prize of life. Acceptance is the answer today. I tried like heck for a long time, trying to get us home without breaking the bank. I will never fly American again unless it's the last flight out of a war zone. I had trouble with them even before I left the United States. I will try to have some compassion for their greediness. I don't know if the compassion exercise works on corporations like it does people. Maybe this is just a case of "lesson learned."
In any event, I believe we are supposed to be here in Spain. So I will adjust my attitude and enjoy the rest of our Camino. It is over 100 degrees today and will be for the remainder of our trip while we are in southern Spain. The last few days in Barcelona should be cooler. It's a good thing I like hot weather. lol.
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