Gray's Academy

In Spain the government owns small inns all over the country. In Portugal they are called posadas. They are often old monasteries. And they are magnificent.

I got to Ávila today on my early train and this town is very small. What was I going to do here for three full days? I already decided I would take a day trip to Salamanca on the train. That is what was consuming my thoughts. Tomorrow, not today.

I spent three hours in a taxi to Madrid and back because I left one of my bags in the train. Traveling solo is starting to wear me down.

I am here now having lunch, grateful that I have my bag. Diego, my cab driver took such good care of me. I told him I needed a beer, he got me a beer. We lost our parking garage ticket and had to retrace our steps. I am obviously shaken, but honestly none the worse for the wear.

A valuable lesson was learned today. I knew I was getting fatigued with managing every single detail of my days. Now I know just how tired I really am.