Got on a bus to the train station headed for Madrid and we missed our hop off point, a free bus city tour. This made us miss our train, an hour and a half to sit and relax before the next train.
We get to Madrid to make it on the last possible train transfer to the airport and the train doors start closing on us, a last minute dive gets my hand through and I pry the doors wide enough to get us through. That one costs a rotator cuff repair payable in the near future.
We are at the airport boarding area relaxing and chatting about our close calls when I realize that no one is around us and that everyone has boarded. Sheer panic hits us again but we make it to our flight to Biarritz. The van ride to St Jean was totally uneventful. When life gives you overripe bananas, you just got to know how to make banana bread.
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