The first non-walking day! We walked to coffee and churros at a place Francisco and Jeanne found. They walked us back to our hotel and said goodbye. Their plans for the day was Camino tattoos.
Our hotel guy called a taxi for us and we were soon at the airport. Over the next 7 hours we spent about two hours in the air and 4 in airport lounges.
I passed out at take off on the Madrid flight. I woke up as we were taxing and had a chat with the DC college student sitting beside me. He did a week long Camino course for credit. They made him write essays along the way. He walked from Saria and concluded walking wasn't really for him.
Mike was work on a hack on his work systems during the lounge time. He'd been notified yesterday and was doing what he could remote desktop to home and then remote desktop to the client's. Go away for a few days and hackers be hacking.
We got a little exercise in MAD going 90 gates to the lounge. Again I had trouble finding the lounge I have been in about 5 times.
The MAD-LIS flight was on an old Canadair plane. These things are like cigar tubes with wings. So long and skinny with barely room to stand in the center of the plane. Lots of snow on the mountains around Madrid.
We caught an Uber from the airport to our hotel where we had just enough time to drop our bags, drink the small bottle of port in the room and walk over to the fado show. We were just in time. The show tonight was good but I think the one I saw a year ago was a little sadder, more fado.
I imagine fado songs to be stories like: "My fish net had a hole. I came home with none. My wife hit me with a cod and my kids threw tomatoes. I went to the bar and my best friend was drunk. He wouldn't buy me a drink and punched me. Every morning I fish."
We then had a fancy dinner. It was pretty good.
Early flight in the morning.
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