Day 7 to Porto

Today was the longest most painful day. 12 hours on the road. Lots of little test of our strength.  First Letty 's cleat came apart, then Ursula barely missed a train crossing the tracks in the woods, and now one of her derailleurs is not shifting and I was run over by my bike.  Some great scenery more rain.  Porto is a beautiful large city yippee we are taking tomorrow off to do laundry and regroup mentally.