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Here Today, There Yesterday

11/3/2015

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​     Yesterday morning at 7:45 am Tom and I sat watching the rain pour down from inside a cheery, brightly-lit bar down the block from our hostel on a street off the Puerta del Sol in Madrid. 
     We were the only customers in the bar except for a woman who sat at the bar chatting with the young woman working behind the bar.  Our waiter, a friendly, attentive youngster, seemed glad to finally have something to do.
       We ordered tostadas with butter and jam, and lamented that once we were home there’d be no little bar to which we could walk and have our morning toasted baguettes and jam.  But then we remembered good old Panera, just a few blocks from our house and probably the closest thing in our neck of Columbus to a Spanish bar (or would be if the place served toasted baguettes and alcohol along with the bagels).
      We were both feeling a little blue to be leaving Spain in a few hours, and though we’d been there for two months walking the Camino de Santiago then visiting Barcelona and Madrid, we were wishing we had just one more day.  But then we started talking about what we were looking forward to back home: our children, our grandchildren, our family and friends, our washer and dryer, movies.
     As we were leaving the bar we thanked the bartender and the server, as we always do, and told them that this was our last morning in Spain and how much we liked the country and the people.
    The girl behind the bar laughed.  “None of us is Spanish,” she said.  It turned out that our young waiter was from the Dominican Republic, the bar keeper was Venezuelan and the lady sitting at the bar chatting with the staff was Armenian.
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​     We all agreed, though, that we liked Spain and the Spanish people.
      After we left the bar Tom and I returned to the Hostal Madrid and hoisted our backpacks onto our backs for the last time, then donned our good old Camino rain gear.
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       We said good-bye to the young man and young woman manning the hostel reception desk and told them we were sad to be leaving.  They told us they, too, were sad that we were leaving and said they hoped we’d come back again someday  to the Hostal Madrid.
     
​ The lobby of the Hostal Madrid. 
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​      It was still raining hard when we left and, though we’d been planning to do the 20-minute walk from the hostel to the airport bus stop, as we approached the subway station at the Puerta del Sol we debated whether or not to take the subway to the bus stop instead.  We decided that with our unwieldy backpacks and dripping-wet rain gear we’d be a disaster in a jam-packed Monday-morning rush-hour subway car, so we kept walking in the rain,  (photo)
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​…until we reached the Plaza de la Cybeles,
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​…and the airport bus stop next to the Ministry of Communications, 
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​ ….from the top of which was suspended this banner:
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     Tom said, “Can you imagine that banner hanging on a government building in the U.S.?”
     We wondered how well that message was actually going over in Spain.
     We also wondered why this message was written in English.
    
      The bus stop was, not surprisingly, crowded.  
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     The Madrid airport bus is a great deal as it stops all over town and costs only 5€.
      The bus was packed, standing-room-only, and Tom and I were kind of a nuisance in our back packs, though there was not much we could do about it.
      Still, from our stop it was only a 20-minute ride to the airport.
      When we arrived Tom and I recalled how much friendlier the Madrid airport now seemed compared to the first time we arrived there for our first Camino two years ago. Then the place looked to us  like some stark, slightly scary super-high-tech industrial complex out of a science fiction movie.
     Now it just looked to us like a cool airport.
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​     We spent a while fiddling with our packs, 
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​…tightening them up and wrapping some parts in tape to give them a little protection while being tossed around in baggage.
     And me, still tightening my boots.
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     At the check-in desk the agent, in spite of the hordes of tense, tired, problem-prone international passengers she’d dealt with prior to dealing with us, asked us how we enjoyed our visit to Spain, how long we’d been there and where we’d visited.  She seemed happy to hear that we’d done the Camino.
    At the agent station next to ours stood a well-dressed, stylishly-coiffed middle-aged American man.  As we were leaving the check-in desk he turned to us.
    “Did I hear you say you just walked the Camino?  The Camino Frances?” His face lit up when we told him we had.
     “I walked the Camino years ago.  Wasn’t it wonderful?”
      We agreed that it was wonderful.
      He put a hand over his heart.  “Didn’t it make you feel like there was hope for the world?”
         Sigh. ​ That we’re not so sure about.  (photo).
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3 Comments
Claire
11/3/2015 10:38:03 am

We're excited to have you guys home soon!

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Jean
11/3/2015 03:38:30 pm

Welcome Home! Hope to see you at Panera soon.

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Christine
11/4/2015 06:15:20 am

Enjoyed every step, view & observation that you shared.

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