 But everybody else, their goal was to get to the bones of St. James in northwest Spain. So this is a trip 500 miles from France across northern Spain to the bones of St. James and Santiago de Compostela. So one third of the way there was this little town and nobody else really cared about it. But that morning I had a bike accident. In fact, I was killed by a Mack truck. I was able to kind of limp into town on my bike.