I spent one night in Madrid and left early this morning on a plane (Ryan Air) bound for Porto, Portugal. When I was in Pamplona, I Skyped with Frank and tearfully told him about my injury and how I didn't think I could go on. He offered sympathy and encouragement, but what I didn't know was that he decided to change his plans and fly to Lisbon earlier so he could meet me and help me walk the Camino.
After leaving Pamplona and walking several more painful sections, I called him again from Burgos and admitted that I was probably through. That's when he told me he was planning to come earlier to help. Frankie to the rescue!!! He thought he could probably catch a train in Lisbon and meet me in Leon, Spain where we could begin together.
I did some quick research and found that the Camino Portuguese was a coastal route and it was supposedly flatter than the Camino Frances. This sounded like the perfect solution! We decided to meet in Porto and walk the Portuguese route together.
My knee is still swollen and painful, but a few days of rest in Porto and the heavy-duty knee brace Frank is bringing from home should do the trick.
Relief swelled up in me and threatened to spill out in tears again, but instead I went out and celebrated. Frank is on his way!!
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