I made it to my 1st night destination in one piece, but just barely. I
lost my wallet somewhere between san bruno and the hotel. The drama of
not being able to get a hotel room nearly sent me over the edge. Tom
drove down to meet me, even stopped by where I thought I lost it, and we
are having burgers at nicks in san mateo. I’m soaking and trying to
remain calm. It’s clear to me that I won’t be able to do 20 miles
tomorrow. But I’m just going to keep at it til I can’t anymore. I’m
hoping I can make it to downtown san jose but I may have to skip the 18
mile journey from san jose to morgan hill. My spirits are back up to
acceptable levels and I’m happy Tom’s here with me. He’s the best.