tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44533565590415947682024-03-05T04:54:04.853-08:00Camino Frances 2015Hans the Hiker is walking the Camino Frances from St Jean Pied de Port in France to Santiago de Compostela in Spain. 800 km or 500 miles.
I am flying into Paris, France from Melbourne, Australia on the 10 Sep 2015 and back home from Lisbon, Portugal on the 10 Nov 2015.
There will be also be socialisation and touristing along the way.Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-59802238136081723342015-11-05T12:06:00.001-08:002015-11-10T04:37:04.732-08:00Tue 10 Nov - Lisbon to homeGoing home. Not by helicopter but by plane. I'm writing this final post from Lisbon's International Airport and that will conclude this blog. <div><br></div><div>Not much to report from this morning. Breakfast, pack up the last bits and pieces and then metro to the airport. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Cost for metro 1.40€. Beat that Sydney or Melbourne. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp41mxM_Swxs6Lk_Ryfb3MkTO2AzXSVUAlLnyFuOJ_4RS_O_4EynRYhvuij3B1VnZ-c_tjIjm0TuXLI8Hf3-CxOK5VQ_E83YXlura2bW3EEsrd1T0mFKZVYqHuooj-WWLi6lbAnnuK3NlF/s640/blogger-image-663488941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp41mxM_Swxs6Lk_Ryfb3MkTO2AzXSVUAlLnyFuOJ_4RS_O_4EynRYhvuij3B1VnZ-c_tjIjm0TuXLI8Hf3-CxOK5VQ_E83YXlura2bW3EEsrd1T0mFKZVYqHuooj-WWLi6lbAnnuK3NlF/s640/blogger-image-663488941.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Metro is also clean, fast, efficient. I was at the airport in less than 30 minutes. </div><div><br></div><div>My backpack got wrapped up in plastic. </div><div>Red plastic that is. From the wrapping services at the airport. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">OK I should have taken a photo of it. The backpack looked pretty ridiculous but at least the straps are not hanging out in all directions. </span></div><div><br></div><div>That's it. Boarding commences soon. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGRpHzPJJK7D6hcL_QFdTEKdYCOEhHA_qAL4J6MzlNcaDrjBbCGQDrSSYw2JXD6XqDab9QOGI5RR0_hstXktApkXXn1FqjqutArKMf27qvkGZwC8ZVXNXPwz9a-cjY0jHWiftdKmhhPBV/s640/blogger-image-529610377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsGRpHzPJJK7D6hcL_QFdTEKdYCOEhHA_qAL4J6MzlNcaDrjBbCGQDrSSYw2JXD6XqDab9QOGI5RR0_hstXktApkXXn1FqjqutArKMf27qvkGZwC8ZVXNXPwz9a-cjY0jHWiftdKmhhPBV/s640/blogger-image-529610377.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Over and out from the Camino Frances blog. Done and dusted. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Watch the Carlen Family Traveling Blog for more fun very soon. Next trip is almost sorted :-)</span></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-52585671732336500402015-11-05T12:05:00.001-08:002015-11-09T13:06:36.403-08:00Mon 9 Nov - Lisbon R&R Day 3Today was the last full day of my trip. I'm going home to Melbourne, Australia tomorrow Tuesday and arrive there 2 days later very early on Thursday. <div><br></div><div>Today's theme for me was to explore the Lisbon ferries. Or 2 of the ferry routes anyway. </div><div><br></div><div>Here is a partial overview of Lisbon's ferry system. There are more ferries routes further west. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjihiI5PjvJolGuUkA_ygKgP24hTBKp48FLUyH5s12aYTbeL68oZHTZQoH1P5PUh6pMSjfrOX0bv3ZUT8YzCEhy6xBftTmqIlKBezZbDynNRfraLgRe6r8wVW2ly_SbnW6T7pg0gqdRVxkj/s640/blogger-image-1805009127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjihiI5PjvJolGuUkA_ygKgP24hTBKp48FLUyH5s12aYTbeL68oZHTZQoH1P5PUh6pMSjfrOX0bv3ZUT8YzCEhy6xBftTmqIlKBezZbDynNRfraLgRe6r8wVW2ly_SbnW6T7pg0gqdRVxkj/s640/blogger-image-1805009127.jpg"></a></div>I took the metro down to Cais do Sodre (I take a wild stab in the dark here and assume that <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre means </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">South Quay). </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">At </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre, </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I bought return ferry tickets to Montijo as it was furthest away of the ferry destinations. Turnstiles galore. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCuPnl0fa4Qb1ERsqn5OXY5qv9KtM9AI69tgSd0fV1w5gXOdEsExbdhHCWvqt8rAnRDDf0IiYCpEF6czDWZ5rIWPYycYP1e7abmdFTGVVjuuFx2QS17t65J7UMbBLgkprBb6o3HVQoOkT/s640/blogger-image--163341765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCuPnl0fa4Qb1ERsqn5OXY5qv9KtM9AI69tgSd0fV1w5gXOdEsExbdhHCWvqt8rAnRDDf0IiYCpEF6czDWZ5rIWPYycYP1e7abmdFTGVVjuuFx2QS17t65J7UMbBLgkprBb6o3HVQoOkT/s640/blogger-image--163341765.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I had a few spare minutes before ferry departure so ... I had an espresso. Like any Portuguese would do. Perfecto. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWAaDKonntxntt7ieXVpkH7IXniG0KafA6cXhkeBfCP8_aXXNp7BfiKgexpvHtrp7Jq25cDqE6Gv40FlV4-3GwqXobfQzIpFmIvV8xRFgMt7gO7hX7wlUYk1nPvJkotXpu5BSeFlLXiDY/s640/blogger-image--1324195909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWAaDKonntxntt7ieXVpkH7IXniG0KafA6cXhkeBfCP8_aXXNp7BfiKgexpvHtrp7Jq25cDqE6Gv40FlV4-3GwqXobfQzIpFmIvV8xRFgMt7gO7hX7wlUYk1nPvJkotXpu5BSeFlLXiDY/s640/blogger-image--1324195909.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Afterwards and still before the ferry departed, I chatted with a Portuguese Securitas guard. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He thought that Portugal was the best country in the world to live in. I just couldn't ask him for how many countries he had actually lived in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He spoke good English and I heard him saying a word or two in French as well. He claimed that Portuguese people can "speak any language". OK...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The Security guard also said that Portuguese people are hard working but they don't have brains. I heard something similar from a Spanish lady during the Camino. About Spanish people. Perhaps that is true. I can't really comment. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>The ferry from <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre to Montijo was a catamaran. New and flash looking. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKuR-r7Xz5jBD34GKDowy6zvRPK6iSqi4EsK2sknwZj_W1JVwG9qqLuDbj_lPIPdIM2bFNwiEwragMT9qNtbW0eTkqYY1xczeXVCXvh6mvW0fQy9roEvQVgXKfU_S8XGEUhNApcfXf795X/s640/blogger-image--1646176582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKuR-r7Xz5jBD34GKDowy6zvRPK6iSqi4EsK2sknwZj_W1JVwG9qqLuDbj_lPIPdIM2bFNwiEwragMT9qNtbW0eTkqYY1xczeXVCXvh6mvW0fQy9roEvQVgXKfU_S8XGEUhNApcfXf795X/s640/blogger-image--1646176582.jpg"></a></div>Ha, the catamaran reminded me of, and no surprises here, the fast ferry service between Circular Quay and Manly in Sydney. Of course it did. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Even the time the ferry ride took was similar, around 23 minutes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfgm8D6E4koJ8cJcE5nmcpkv5NuREgSvZzBoaFblxvH3E_DsXVUON9nmH_fnXwNwhuBAVCcUiwvJAoQOnA4lKJgrwUpCXfRDtvYoz2jn7k4AOF8ek5B43xfyLZbIunw_7ADymmuzzYpBq/s640/blogger-image-1718235058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfgm8D6E4koJ8cJcE5nmcpkv5NuREgSvZzBoaFblxvH3E_DsXVUON9nmH_fnXwNwhuBAVCcUiwvJAoQOnA4lKJgrwUpCXfRDtvYoz2jn7k4AOF8ek5B43xfyLZbIunw_7ADymmuzzYpBq/s640/blogger-image-1718235058.jpg"></a></div>Views of Lisbon of as the ferry traveled east. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAREhG44TtfTZ3rmBtseOpiqF_wJ_aTfpcoMt7hrLCUNx0UapY-ElnoFrMC80S4QcgbJ_QRaFWnr0puFKHuLUvw9URxiHt8LUZAweiIGrywW3fu4t90RB7D0T1PewWzEhy5o77ydmnnEh/s640/blogger-image--1595104083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAREhG44TtfTZ3rmBtseOpiqF_wJ_aTfpcoMt7hrLCUNx0UapY-ElnoFrMC80S4QcgbJ_QRaFWnr0puFKHuLUvw9URxiHt8LUZAweiIGrywW3fu4t90RB7D0T1PewWzEhy5o77ydmnnEh/s640/blogger-image--1595104083.jpg"></a></div>There was no seating outside at the back of the ferry but the doors were unlocked so I went out. And stood there for quite a while. Trying not to slip as it was a bit wet there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM0_bWwdXShq-t_zX9jk7uwnJGPLWv4yDUDUQCQs0BndczXnNnzO0IJuVBeLG0sm28shc_V1Dn3Hw87-tW-U-qrVtLMB_hhxRbGTlqyjoTpmnZ0UZkcCCanLrMesN3s8YPcQi8ZfWPv1b/s640/blogger-image-1200761384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM0_bWwdXShq-t_zX9jk7uwnJGPLWv4yDUDUQCQs0BndczXnNnzO0IJuVBeLG0sm28shc_V1Dn3Hw87-tW-U-qrVtLMB_hhxRbGTlqyjoTpmnZ0UZkcCCanLrMesN3s8YPcQi8ZfWPv1b/s640/blogger-image-1200761384.jpg"></a></div>Not quite the safety concerns here as in Australia. No gate / chain concerns. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Note the Ponte de 25 Abril bridge in the background. We will have a closer look later at this sister bridge to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBOH6EOuoqTOVEbrFAJOgL9Ue9xGhaTtpE3VmirGBKMTqVyrxZCuolfbI1YNdfpalTFmuoPXqUfZT5C2fYr-oEhZbXzwJu_1fUP7ZWVSbtJ7mMNAjroDB0MAZA0MRjGaXgflCWqm0mTda/s640/blogger-image-1622224222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBOH6EOuoqTOVEbrFAJOgL9Ue9xGhaTtpE3VmirGBKMTqVyrxZCuolfbI1YNdfpalTFmuoPXqUfZT5C2fYr-oEhZbXzwJu_1fUP7ZWVSbtJ7mMNAjroDB0MAZA0MRjGaXgflCWqm0mTda/s640/blogger-image-1622224222.jpg"></a></div>The water in the Rio Tejo must be very shallow in a lot of places. Lots of sandbanks like the below. Some sandbanks were a lot bigger and some were real islands with buildings on them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQOS-Cy6Kl4aRMyRPAFE8uLmYraNwwhK-PBt8NmH9oSDKg8TdhOEtHWBnYLsipeX_PI7850PalfG6asDCRyvBCq6WCyF5V1o9wzbV4L2Zm4avI13hUSnZtwaHYUeCcw0lLp9MezK8DL_L/s640/blogger-image-177249014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQOS-Cy6Kl4aRMyRPAFE8uLmYraNwwhK-PBt8NmH9oSDKg8TdhOEtHWBnYLsipeX_PI7850PalfG6asDCRyvBCq6WCyF5V1o9wzbV4L2Zm4avI13hUSnZtwaHYUeCcw0lLp9MezK8DL_L/s640/blogger-image-177249014.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Arrival in Montijo. Not much of interest there. A big parking area and public buses taking commuters elsewhere. So I exited the ferry and immediately went back onto it again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyVIf4gypKvomQ39Cp6dtH3e6qMiDmbcVPqNaEX55vZHrYA34LGor0VFaQkexynLlNfN3PQJL8cQTh87slX9vKTNcfd-s3aSsgOrCMbsVfyWxoTJ9-0iVh1ClZizbx5BObvrtWFXJ0IDuh/s640/blogger-image--1740034089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyVIf4gypKvomQ39Cp6dtH3e6qMiDmbcVPqNaEX55vZHrYA34LGor0VFaQkexynLlNfN3PQJL8cQTh87slX9vKTNcfd-s3aSsgOrCMbsVfyWxoTJ9-0iVh1ClZizbx5BObvrtWFXJ0IDuh/s640/blogger-image--1740034089.jpg"></a></div></div>Arrival back in <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre. It was difficult to get a picture of the whole catamaran. I was too close.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYr1ZGv1vG0NhD-p-VJ4eCqEMswL3LrgqMG9-e9MzS9LCkLlMSNtvYpb9F-1LdoYYS787SpOWSVLI85KRkFW2JHEXVmnoSYeYdDZgAFO0JyXPRRo5R6sJ44w0-VIs5d8Y0P4c_5Y-hG5NX/s640/blogger-image-1704776496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYr1ZGv1vG0NhD-p-VJ4eCqEMswL3LrgqMG9-e9MzS9LCkLlMSNtvYpb9F-1LdoYYS787SpOWSVLI85KRkFW2JHEXVmnoSYeYdDZgAFO0JyXPRRo5R6sJ44w0-VIs5d8Y0P4c_5Y-hG5NX/s640/blogger-image-1704776496.jpg"></a></div>What's next? Well, I went back to the ticket machine and bought another ferry return ticket. This time to Cacilhas which is south across Rio Tejo. Short trip, goes all the time and ferries slightly more dated...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLFfg5mfAalbYiTA7hpYwPgFMJbI5YK5px-2HMo2_eI_0z-0KMrP_zhoqNzCBpePqBQgVN7ripkD2EfPlBGJ15yDzH8nLGtvNB-4UthrbxtnjLaOaWznJnlprwGoQMpL0KZjvrTv9plFQ/s640/blogger-image--28084728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLFfg5mfAalbYiTA7hpYwPgFMJbI5YK5px-2HMo2_eI_0z-0KMrP_zhoqNzCBpePqBQgVN7ripkD2EfPlBGJ15yDzH8nLGtvNB-4UthrbxtnjLaOaWznJnlprwGoQMpL0KZjvrTv9plFQ/s640/blogger-image--28084728.jpg"></a></div>The ferry I took to Cacilhas had got an internal refurbishment, see below. The one I returned on later had not. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09mphNEGYls5pRcMBeEG6U7fZLuYZV0SvHq_Zm2nAgmLC6q9tZ0T0d199v5oJxJYIjWv17v-hq4KocJCsoy2ihWFSGlw3_adQNGGnUQTGmnc-Bnrs6-5C7ca9UtbCF5S2fQdScxAIebRs/s640/blogger-image-816040974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09mphNEGYls5pRcMBeEG6U7fZLuYZV0SvHq_Zm2nAgmLC6q9tZ0T0d199v5oJxJYIjWv17v-hq4KocJCsoy2ihWFSGlw3_adQNGGnUQTGmnc-Bnrs6-5C7ca9UtbCF5S2fQdScxAIebRs/s640/blogger-image-816040974.jpg"></a></div>Selfie time. I felt like a real Portuguese commuter. No, not really. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigwKAuziX4qFPT5SjZS3sgcX0PpDTvU_7A3w0v9krQaxSsy5qrFH_RVaIwYFelRzuLBJ3GaPb2HOyPe5PRqIxilLWPEr99P6V9nAHXDChU_EnpCgAmNLQ1O2a5nUXPh-Dxheh-XilNgtkT/s640/blogger-image--1328070838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigwKAuziX4qFPT5SjZS3sgcX0PpDTvU_7A3w0v9krQaxSsy5qrFH_RVaIwYFelRzuLBJ3GaPb2HOyPe5PRqIxilLWPEr99P6V9nAHXDChU_EnpCgAmNLQ1O2a5nUXPh-Dxheh-XilNgtkT/s640/blogger-image--1328070838.jpg"></a></div>And arrival in Cacilhas. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Mjr3jBaSiTH1D4IsCwRtDS2E5SPlvXitPAUyFQaolw4vfwCJs8ws42hMUpC7STfulUj_u8IHW3JCGS86hReV18HMg4WWAMi_Afr7cgBUoVjJc-UN-Uwgf0FLLZIVlipmXJ3NQA9OqiQV/s640/blogger-image-905751107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Mjr3jBaSiTH1D4IsCwRtDS2E5SPlvXitPAUyFQaolw4vfwCJs8ws42hMUpC7STfulUj_u8IHW3JCGS86hReV18HMg4WWAMi_Afr7cgBUoVjJc-UN-Uwgf0FLLZIVlipmXJ3NQA9OqiQV/s640/blogger-image-905751107.jpg"></a></div>It was not my original intention to wander up to Cristo Rei, Lisbon's version of Rio de Janeiro's Christ the Redeemer, but I'm glad I did. The walk through Cacilhas and Almeda were nice enough although not so photogenic. Suddenly, HE popped up behind some more elegant houses...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2c0t233uUJfUuhr9wPgGm7rmzj0T612PnlWhucCZTppUi94fIrMOuuTyFwhDG8jVEy7a2WnnaFjVTen_xj8OAzk27iLltt7FlGAtLmlTeEKerK4Y5ZsBI2nrDM-zTDtL-gghnrF8xBOA7/s640/blogger-image--816047796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2c0t233uUJfUuhr9wPgGm7rmzj0T612PnlWhucCZTppUi94fIrMOuuTyFwhDG8jVEy7a2WnnaFjVTen_xj8OAzk27iLltt7FlGAtLmlTeEKerK4Y5ZsBI2nrDM-zTDtL-gghnrF8xBOA7/s640/blogger-image--816047796.jpg"></a></div>I had to include this innovative solution for drying clothes. Outside drying and on the side of your apartment as everybody seems to do here. This netting should prevent you from losing clothes due to strong winds. Or possibly theft as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXUpkCRPahxjeScdiPlZjn_onXft5NkCj4EfKqJxuS29Ub0ddmvgwxnInU9v4n-4dHHzRsD3_UTn7_7c_-BLpUyXh2hu6oneStGvVqn6NTT1CRUNi9j7cpEoBgrMDUNHuLR6vNfHyONX_/s640/blogger-image--1046016780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXUpkCRPahxjeScdiPlZjn_onXft5NkCj4EfKqJxuS29Ub0ddmvgwxnInU9v4n-4dHHzRsD3_UTn7_7c_-BLpUyXh2hu6oneStGvVqn6NTT1CRUNi9j7cpEoBgrMDUNHuLR6vNfHyONX_/s640/blogger-image--1046016780.jpg"></a></div>We are getting closer... HE is BIG!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhql72cCE0_-0DFTsXS-HrqIW0M1uTwo4w65Ud0phnWv60n4l4fWwJsvUPEiXcRCLhn_LkQB2lEKqvpV3jxklKYycHXiIhWm55VSYQ4eKl8B06oXH4CPpFaBBSDKz3NFYnavgNmHTUpe6-1/s640/blogger-image--2128776055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhql72cCE0_-0DFTsXS-HrqIW0M1uTwo4w65Ud0phnWv60n4l4fWwJsvUPEiXcRCLhn_LkQB2lEKqvpV3jxklKYycHXiIhWm55VSYQ4eKl8B06oXH4CPpFaBBSDKz3NFYnavgNmHTUpe6-1/s640/blogger-image--2128776055.jpg"></a></div>And we arrived. OK, Cristo Rei is seriously tall. I read that the pedestal is 82 meters tall and Christ on top of that is another 28 meters. Of course, the whole monument is also on top of a hill. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEH9_vGzg_Wf1Pq_tU0N6fIJ6Sfk-b62Ktk5weBrEACUx5ZSg2eIfUC2Fci1uauhnhDeBt84OB9fRIpmZzFwSs6p5ggXTlIspnVZJb0BQOHOUsXZYbpZbxLnsUAlv610Z5iKrccWTXfep4/s640/blogger-image-1948635572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEH9_vGzg_Wf1Pq_tU0N6fIJ6Sfk-b62Ktk5weBrEACUx5ZSg2eIfUC2Fci1uauhnhDeBt84OB9fRIpmZzFwSs6p5ggXTlIspnVZJb0BQOHOUsXZYbpZbxLnsUAlv610Z5iKrccWTXfep4/s640/blogger-image-1948635572.jpg"></a></div>Fast forward 82 meters up. Yes, you can pay 4€ and take the elevator up to the viewing platform. The lift by the way was managed by a very stern looking elderly nun. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwiQZLWluXyHPnjuFkplg47i5WEYJYuKcPlEctjvM64GWmCbbi5eW61PYa1b03EDSTJjzbYAVtkTiSkHu26m00svF98c0bhuSH5RgbPOSTH2RLVHAmjRY-jgbJk20nnwdW-PTU0raSxCjX/s640/blogger-image-2100431253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwiQZLWluXyHPnjuFkplg47i5WEYJYuKcPlEctjvM64GWmCbbi5eW61PYa1b03EDSTJjzbYAVtkTiSkHu26m00svF98c0bhuSH5RgbPOSTH2RLVHAmjRY-jgbJk20nnwdW-PTU0raSxCjX/s640/blogger-image-2100431253.jpg"></a></div>The views from the platform of Cristo Rei are of course nothing short of spectacular. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Ponte 25 de Abril bridge looked even more like the Golden Gate Bridge from this angle. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiv1rMZNZ5cogTIp9tA1PgDLJf_r_krytuo_MkvdvGOWTDM2UclYrTbY8r1KfzDUCrHyUGyBTy-4rUFt6gmM997w__iIjWzjXHOe25iNaRkDYLYTyNbQUwq3mTx6WzVHLfSZgdNtF5miGY/s640/blogger-image-586042542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiv1rMZNZ5cogTIp9tA1PgDLJf_r_krytuo_MkvdvGOWTDM2UclYrTbY8r1KfzDUCrHyUGyBTy-4rUFt6gmM997w__iIjWzjXHOe25iNaRkDYLYTyNbQUwq3mTx6WzVHLfSZgdNtF5miGY/s640/blogger-image-586042542.jpg"></a></div>In the middle by the water somewhere is Cacilhas ferry terminal. Zoomed in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAaY7ulepEHMN1qlvgbxijIEAAKTe1y5MLUGMs0orlZTadHJfZJkUoQDIhsRauk31ZsViZDVB6c4qYjInXugQlIMDcM31ewFLPZUiYWBGmwD04WXV2UUfNHwzEPc1nNI30Lpbee6u7-gv/s640/blogger-image--836150486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAaY7ulepEHMN1qlvgbxijIEAAKTe1y5MLUGMs0orlZTadHJfZJkUoQDIhsRauk31ZsViZDVB6c4qYjInXugQlIMDcM31ewFLPZUiYWBGmwD04WXV2UUfNHwzEPc1nNI30Lpbee6u7-gv/s640/blogger-image--836150486.jpg"></a></div>And zoomed out. This is looking east. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1EvrKiSEOGqjPbTR5O7nwbqCA7fXp2CBx_vJNnBKZMNTcTXq3ComoH-CCVIMvK26Fo169FIr3nrgFgsOBl5DvhiWX8kMOXZYa8xvYz6d4LHst1ZQn4gAcj2PTF8E9-OJnwSqqecvHmkgC/s640/blogger-image--1496917073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1EvrKiSEOGqjPbTR5O7nwbqCA7fXp2CBx_vJNnBKZMNTcTXq3ComoH-CCVIMvK26Fo169FIr3nrgFgsOBl5DvhiWX8kMOXZYa8xvYz6d4LHst1ZQn4gAcj2PTF8E9-OJnwSqqecvHmkgC/s640/blogger-image--1496917073.jpg"></a></div>Looking south. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVuU3lFTsf1x2OQvRISF2lpuFH3SGjn_-O-A5by9qpwlgDh8Mgxy3T1LceyPgSAkhcux_aq3f1cviHiEARe4B11dRtxRridOBHZDHsjx9Qj1oE2bIxUDkmEON5nndNVTMUc6OOrxg9Gxz/s640/blogger-image-2053732512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVuU3lFTsf1x2OQvRISF2lpuFH3SGjn_-O-A5by9qpwlgDh8Mgxy3T1LceyPgSAkhcux_aq3f1cviHiEARe4B11dRtxRridOBHZDHsjx9Qj1oE2bIxUDkmEON5nndNVTMUc6OOrxg9Gxz/s640/blogger-image-2053732512.jpg"></a></div>Looking west. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5U9E8487IuSpbrcKBSZZLSKCAVWQd6F_vktcbey3IbvkIGx-O3-qMNCIEFpQKPu1FKmf7Aoo0bf6V1zoOX1ZwxfGVP-E2x9Bho9ddqhG3ydfy9AzRCbN1hltItvu0i_B0U20TVKpIprS3/s640/blogger-image-1087906833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5U9E8487IuSpbrcKBSZZLSKCAVWQd6F_vktcbey3IbvkIGx-O3-qMNCIEFpQKPu1FKmf7Aoo0bf6V1zoOX1ZwxfGVP-E2x9Bho9ddqhG3ydfy9AzRCbN1hltItvu0i_B0U20TVKpIprS3/s640/blogger-image-1087906833.jpg"></a></div>And looking north again across Rio Tijo to Lisbon. Cristo Rei is casting a loooong shadow. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlbDQkfjN4BXPJBiy-yffWjnCAntlJmXS1LSoaNN2sRu0AoecQSYUo2vG67N_Qq8q9MjJlahrfWSI1FPssd613Gurt_uciuppchsprjRvnLKh3o04VSvkL4m8P6TXvHFYYfdE-u-QIXof/s640/blogger-image--1726821275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlbDQkfjN4BXPJBiy-yffWjnCAntlJmXS1LSoaNN2sRu0AoecQSYUo2vG67N_Qq8q9MjJlahrfWSI1FPssd613Gurt_uciuppchsprjRvnLKh3o04VSvkL4m8P6TXvHFYYfdE-u-QIXof/s640/blogger-image--1726821275.jpg"></a></div>I was surprised to note that there were very few tourists up here. It is a bit out of the way to get to Cristo Rei from Lisbon central but you can take a ferry and then a public bus so there are alternatives to walking. </div><div><br></div><div>There were some punters below the statue so they may have been scared away by the height. It can't really be the 4€ cost for the elevator trip, can it?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSalfYgahPU4C6oXQo0Ac4fo8jZJKlVIrpCIg1NoouW46CgHJX6TatmFcr8q5PDiUmgjKusSVTv-tn6rLIabeRY_WxHN2QTJ9ABIDpLooou21OR-WbO2ZR9zKevlT_qVgYLE7PykiToL3/s640/blogger-image-720325819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSalfYgahPU4C6oXQo0Ac4fo8jZJKlVIrpCIg1NoouW46CgHJX6TatmFcr8q5PDiUmgjKusSVTv-tn6rLIabeRY_WxHN2QTJ9ABIDpLooou21OR-WbO2ZR9zKevlT_qVgYLE7PykiToL3/s640/blogger-image-720325819.jpg"></a></div>A selfie through a security camera as I waiting for the lift to bring me down to earth again. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeBql3sxpgoJhM5bf1PmYkyAz7T4j0U5WXf_bAsnCXIY9PWGfFN1-KzJXHpgPANAr1Fb6paewxR5J-iwGLxqtPCVtbkCtPWxjR-lAFo_idWa6-BtR3eB6tlhB8qYojRMB8OjepF93Fy2G/s640/blogger-image-1240136255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeBql3sxpgoJhM5bf1PmYkyAz7T4j0U5WXf_bAsnCXIY9PWGfFN1-KzJXHpgPANAr1Fb6paewxR5J-iwGLxqtPCVtbkCtPWxjR-lAFo_idWa6-BtR3eB6tlhB8qYojRMB8OjepF93Fy2G/s640/blogger-image-1240136255.jpg"></a></div>Down again outside and another photo to show the sheer height of Cristo Rei. Pretty imposing. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh35RyFEYCPqa8MqSEwdqBrNwxxJEQdsdTTbLe15Oz2N_8Ft7DhbV8j5vEmlceN5IOCZmAViFZpVCnOJ4Osv2Esf2DMxtBMZximP0uGF01tYNEWPuSv12VIO9SUBenRC4ae4z9qSzVnUoD/s640/blogger-image-514764955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh35RyFEYCPqa8MqSEwdqBrNwxxJEQdsdTTbLe15Oz2N_8Ft7DhbV8j5vEmlceN5IOCZmAViFZpVCnOJ4Osv2Esf2DMxtBMZximP0uGF01tYNEWPuSv12VIO9SUBenRC4ae4z9qSzVnUoD/s640/blogger-image-514764955.jpg"></a></div>I considered taking the bus back to Cacilhas ferry terminal from Cristo Rei but why do that when you can walk. </div><div><br></div><div>Interesting and well designed color coded signage in the area. I followed the red signs with Cristo Rei on them to arrive there. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8AsX5zZ25yXTrXC10jrG9lCBWKhNLtUDDG4Hz64rQgX_2CFcer7prg_mE4hP9wvxtdzt8lotqUMy_IF9F1UgSDEq8yfxhiirE228PNiTR8xbhN6JHE3Cxw4Lq-x6D2bZf5NPyknqCYjIJ/s640/blogger-image-247593634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8AsX5zZ25yXTrXC10jrG9lCBWKhNLtUDDG4Hz64rQgX_2CFcer7prg_mE4hP9wvxtdzt8lotqUMy_IF9F1UgSDEq8yfxhiirE228PNiTR8xbhN6JHE3Cxw4Lq-x6D2bZf5NPyknqCYjIJ/s640/blogger-image-247593634.jpg"></a></div>Back in Cacilhas and the now almost mandatory pedestrian mall that seem to exist in every Portuguese town. Time for...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fmvc-LFYREGJ-ZCKAIAAMcQfmxQ_FFr_efodqYe4TywRJkQqcAtEL_BH5o41MxtVaxJqYUHk-NKYvv2sWbHriLaF0kRPPmh1nuoNjMzqkZyQ65_bxWrQddS6Ru7IB-KStlbm70nSCi7Q/s640/blogger-image-1579023292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fmvc-LFYREGJ-ZCKAIAAMcQfmxQ_FFr_efodqYe4TywRJkQqcAtEL_BH5o41MxtVaxJqYUHk-NKYvv2sWbHriLaF0kRPPmh1nuoNjMzqkZyQ65_bxWrQddS6Ru7IB-KStlbm70nSCi7Q/s640/blogger-image-1579023292.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">...lunch. I ordered bacalhau again as it was part of Prato do Dia. This time I captured the dish with a photo before tucking in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Plenty of food, tasty and very good value for 7.90€. All this + dessert and coffee as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidD5p2XwjjXHagT_VXgwSRTuDD6XY6iC4hsu9UJavf7ZvnKDeEhLyX7mDO7Jm464MEv3g_0hdnthKmEL18EBe-qJlgjHVbJjB0kaPm8Qc_2OXvwH9Ro82_VFdKgXbBQ8LBmSmr0slEHR2l/s640/blogger-image--1303863121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidD5p2XwjjXHagT_VXgwSRTuDD6XY6iC4hsu9UJavf7ZvnKDeEhLyX7mDO7Jm464MEv3g_0hdnthKmEL18EBe-qJlgjHVbJjB0kaPm8Qc_2OXvwH9Ro82_VFdKgXbBQ8LBmSmr0slEHR2l/s640/blogger-image--1303863121.jpg"></a></div>A pic from just outside Cacilhas ferry terminal. Looked good with Ponte 25 de Abril bridge in the distance. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_aCG1mkQFPGfrSsfNogZcJIMv2CVi6smqH1hEVbJd-q2euSxqM_L45QO9CE5TbHfS0XjSYL4v-HOS6B_jC_ekvS-4-2lIU0mojv19RvoABQ57VzGhkpW9bdHoBO3dbCTyavcp3QsBKBNP/s640/blogger-image-1658781347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_aCG1mkQFPGfrSsfNogZcJIMv2CVi6smqH1hEVbJd-q2euSxqM_L45QO9CE5TbHfS0XjSYL4v-HOS6B_jC_ekvS-4-2lIU0mojv19RvoABQ57VzGhkpW9bdHoBO3dbCTyavcp3QsBKBNP/s640/blogger-image-1658781347.jpg"></a></div>Time to touch on my ticket for the return ride to <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzOALxeMH4XUoMzQh-7PCm6kaNCSQ-3awL-SDsv-hdVauoqZjW6eqsw9wHFxXvGMgo7NEs4gNXGQwOgMoLu-d7mLiZv1pqIMT_xMlrcdRas-Kw6qHexvkDPpoMgcA5cgEdx0Fx-Oi7SNm0/s640/blogger-image-619260006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzOALxeMH4XUoMzQh-7PCm6kaNCSQ-3awL-SDsv-hdVauoqZjW6eqsw9wHFxXvGMgo7NEs4gNXGQwOgMoLu-d7mLiZv1pqIMT_xMlrcdRas-Kw6qHexvkDPpoMgcA5cgEdx0Fx-Oi7SNm0/s640/blogger-image-619260006.jpg"></a></div></div><div>From <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre, I wandered west along the riverfront for a while. A lot of deserted warehouses and old buildings in this part of riverfront Lisbon, but a good combined cycling / walking path.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I almost regretted not hiring a bike. Lisbon, despite its hills, seems to be quite cycle friendly in places. Surprisingly enough. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A bit like San Francisco which I also found more cycle friendly than I thought it would be. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQcENbqLu5IUCtV0volZo_RGkzEVAr_vb0sKE9jGnDNISilLRSx3RyTXEt-DJMjELf5XkExcV53tgjwBFp1zxt177bq2kyYPqovm3qz47red9WtQh5TZvt-92Kdv9at4T0YfDqHvzZOfB/s640/blogger-image--776153341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQcENbqLu5IUCtV0volZo_RGkzEVAr_vb0sKE9jGnDNISilLRSx3RyTXEt-DJMjELf5XkExcV53tgjwBFp1zxt177bq2kyYPqovm3qz47red9WtQh5TZvt-92Kdv9at4T0YfDqHvzZOfB/s640/blogger-image--776153341.jpg"></a></div>This French registered delivery van seemed to have been converted into a campervan. Looked brilliant. I was impressed. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaqRqks1163dIqyuIdQ5XGhkzZO5BVnfHUWPih49atRIZxv4uwrov-D_TqjLu5O5QQZJgKEIWIuz23oiFxplhQqO-YBMqQH5jnyIIU7EG4mE-MCjBGIy9WLllGPABQ77KmEo8zFv7_U9R-/s640/blogger-image-1019083191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaqRqks1163dIqyuIdQ5XGhkzZO5BVnfHUWPih49atRIZxv4uwrov-D_TqjLu5O5QQZJgKEIWIuz23oiFxplhQqO-YBMqQH5jnyIIU7EG4mE-MCjBGIy9WLllGPABQ77KmEo8zFv7_U9R-/s640/blogger-image-1019083191.jpg"></a></div>I wandered back and out on the other eastern side of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cais do Sodre. I had been here before and I did remember the guy behind me in the picture below who had a bar in a boat. On the asphalt riverfront. With chairs and small tables outside. With excellent views west. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Why not have a final Lisbon beer in the hot afternoon? So I did. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMwxfYBMjNb3L7yKxzbiOgOwR_1-HbleDTa5qbIKS1i6c5_o2BdGnyRGwjz13LAGURLQXIJUqdWje1RIg3BjUw9wClxNVCq7fflfSZA-kgIPYL1gAMZbIPjjeNJPJd19wrJTAXHoggBfOb/s640/blogger-image--1551364310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMwxfYBMjNb3L7yKxzbiOgOwR_1-HbleDTa5qbIKS1i6c5_o2BdGnyRGwjz13LAGURLQXIJUqdWje1RIg3BjUw9wClxNVCq7fflfSZA-kgIPYL1gAMZbIPjjeNJPJd19wrJTAXHoggBfOb/s640/blogger-image--1551364310.jpg"></a></div>I then took the metro from the adjacent Terreiro do Paço station back to Marquês de Pombal from where I walked back to Hotel Nacional. </div><div><br></div><div>Time now was just after 5pm and I just couldn't be bothered going out again.</div><div><br></div><div>I probably sound like an old tired man now who don't go out much after dark. Fair enough. </div><div><br></div><div>I don't really think that it is much fun to go out by myself at night, not even for a drink. I don't mind it at all during daylight hours. </div><div><br></div><div>Besides, my bacalhau meal for lunch was so filling so I just wasn't hungry anyway. </div><div><br></div><div>A bit of planning for tomorrow's flight, a bit of packing and before I knew it, time was up. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-61138316446404632562015-11-05T12:04:00.003-08:002015-11-08T22:52:05.641-08:00Sun 8 Nov - Lisbon R&R Day 2<div>Sunday in a foreign city in a foreign land tend to be a visit to the park day if the weather is fair or visit to the museum day if it is not. Today's weather was very fine indeed so parks it shall be. </div><div><br></div><div>Before exploring parks, I was keen to check out Lisbon's aqueduct called Aquedoto das Águas livres. I had seen the aqueduct from the train and it looked impressive from there. </div><div><br></div><div>The aqueduct is not very far from Parque Eduardo VII, my local park just north of Marques de Pombal, which is a big roundabout and also my local metro station. I had not yet been inside the park. </div><div><br></div><div>First, I walked past Estabelecimento Prisional de Lisboa, Lisbon Prison. There was a queue of people waiting outside, more opposite the prison in the shade, many of them black. I assume given that today is Sunday, we are talking prison visiting hours. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil4OhTo0psrGKDQkpEG8PCNhdyq8-sWFfIMSHxIaKl8HPHVJa09ot0hhoGqc1D7U4dNt1I5Pkp8WoBVGnbMB0TfjZ3tSwewrNeGl20MbDlmuYR-osYWii46HRh9IvFYfODTmcZuMBR3D1W/s640/blogger-image-664443461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil4OhTo0psrGKDQkpEG8PCNhdyq8-sWFfIMSHxIaKl8HPHVJa09ot0hhoGqc1D7U4dNt1I5Pkp8WoBVGnbMB0TfjZ3tSwewrNeGl20MbDlmuYR-osYWii46HRh9IvFYfODTmcZuMBR3D1W/s640/blogger-image-664443461.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I had to criss cross some hilly streets to get to the aqueduct. No surprises there. An old aqueduct points to an old neighborhood. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Good photo opportunities along the way. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaKCv_upI8ura0L0saWm4lV-RT32ZpKSIvz86PeNhiVxVTHDcCQBWowZtKRQND5l28B2a7jzuv_CfI4iiJ6JbvRRRboKHpNo_bhNap_In_QNIj3ayF4A4MlIvE1xSFLJmmSOUufdj80G5/s640/blogger-image--1067234675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaKCv_upI8ura0L0saWm4lV-RT32ZpKSIvz86PeNhiVxVTHDcCQBWowZtKRQND5l28B2a7jzuv_CfI4iiJ6JbvRRRboKHpNo_bhNap_In_QNIj3ayF4A4MlIvE1xSFLJmmSOUufdj80G5/s640/blogger-image--1067234675.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71bKXPyvJkkCgyXsJMLz1hVBQl0UxmmyulJJ0ZH-2C0UxwTnzGbZJ3Cmv45VSjAFgkYtf1h_DUfxqI5r2YKT9ZlQJUSUcOV1nwhjyKQ-9IauAkEJlaRNq76qBOXwYJY2heybQmGfqy-F3/s640/blogger-image-584331352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71bKXPyvJkkCgyXsJMLz1hVBQl0UxmmyulJJ0ZH-2C0UxwTnzGbZJ3Cmv45VSjAFgkYtf1h_DUfxqI5r2YKT9ZlQJUSUcOV1nwhjyKQ-9IauAkEJlaRNq76qBOXwYJY2heybQmGfqy-F3/s640/blogger-image-584331352.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The aqueduct <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Aquedoto das Águas livres </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">itself was bit of a disappointment. It looked deserted, unused and you couldn't see very much of it at all. From underneath...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWIMnlAB5x9FTubcut4eVcz-wtrbYucx0uoq-QTI6TWYvHq4Q8Z6siV-0gz0vswA3r4NtpaIhDQ1_R1i5W_ZshsRbLGdqDljN3NBgd3QJ1Yu1ISNFnnrP1bZ5fcMnTiZSr8sRf-SaftDS/s640/blogger-image--1886707020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLWIMnlAB5x9FTubcut4eVcz-wtrbYucx0uoq-QTI6TWYvHq4Q8Z6siV-0gz0vswA3r4NtpaIhDQ1_R1i5W_ZshsRbLGdqDljN3NBgd3QJ1Yu1ISNFnnrP1bZ5fcMnTiZSr8sRf-SaftDS/s640/blogger-image--1886707020.jpg"></a></div>...same level...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizaw2A-8MN8_5JX4_IHt8VhqCBUECxRcNAZjvKOYF9e7WJL4c44ozlaJ0t95Iib-C-bswiq0qxxjZmgSuyEjFkmnzWMqQ99cVPHF1Xhr8iN2KaTZGYdWw6JC06W-nI1Ch3F9VytaXRkaJ8/s640/blogger-image-560184734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizaw2A-8MN8_5JX4_IHt8VhqCBUECxRcNAZjvKOYF9e7WJL4c44ozlaJ0t95Iib-C-bswiq0qxxjZmgSuyEjFkmnzWMqQ99cVPHF1Xhr8iN2KaTZGYdWw6JC06W-nI1Ch3F9VytaXRkaJ8/s640/blogger-image-560184734.jpg"></a></div>...same level again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDk4823qXbsWBxifo23COnAmzefzOwhd-fMPe56HIuJakrlggroDre6wyowghFk-l70TUvPNL12YZMhYj8ERDBqohT9Q5ZhMxWXnGe7WZxzWiZiBStkfaQ3EG0qOhTAN6Q1HGRU4tc6r1k/s640/blogger-image-1415156517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDk4823qXbsWBxifo23COnAmzefzOwhd-fMPe56HIuJakrlggroDre6wyowghFk-l70TUvPNL12YZMhYj8ERDBqohT9Q5ZhMxWXnGe7WZxzWiZiBStkfaQ3EG0qOhTAN6Q1HGRU4tc6r1k/s640/blogger-image-1415156517.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The other way where either the water came from or arrived to. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now it was all closed up and not used for anything at all from what I can tell. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XByTrKNjlRNM_pemQ5D4nOFvqmPwoOQVI0nhg-WgdZUVWqHrVMrsL3eTSx53nT-uhExHnuUfKjPwSNG679eM0hXsymsvoM3TtzxbRefpefk-Xju79GmkIlB3QopK_IStC83OdsR2Em7q/s640/blogger-image--1533488307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XByTrKNjlRNM_pemQ5D4nOFvqmPwoOQVI0nhg-WgdZUVWqHrVMrsL3eTSx53nT-uhExHnuUfKjPwSNG679eM0hXsymsvoM3TtzxbRefpefk-Xju79GmkIlB3QopK_IStC83OdsR2Em7q/s640/blogger-image--1533488307.jpg"></a></div>Walking back towards <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parque Eduardo VII </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">and I was passing a cafe. I thought that it was time for a mid morning break. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNuM-7kzizJSCruXJ7ASyNuotlfJBTgulqIl4iy328gzmzpfeaJKvc-ovu1uY3MIwaHmUj2uuDoGwBRHF7QIV0xZsrGgc-5Vn4IYqooHHmK3WQa4jLJ0rYA7f3rZvyYwViighXXhmGfMX/s640/blogger-image-1800511634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNuM-7kzizJSCruXJ7ASyNuotlfJBTgulqIl4iy328gzmzpfeaJKvc-ovu1uY3MIwaHmUj2uuDoGwBRHF7QIV0xZsrGgc-5Vn4IYqooHHmK3WQa4jLJ0rYA7f3rZvyYwViighXXhmGfMX/s640/blogger-image-1800511634.jpg"></a></div>I'm starting to develop some real fondness for espressos and natas. A very nice combination. I am beginning to understand the Mediterranean habit of small strong coffee on the go. It kind of works. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUW6ic1WyQ0IojhaBX4098cAbAOdeolPtx6rE_j7IzbQqZPWYi5PuuGA4AO2iGhhXvU5UVsoAS3EV5M1Om2W14ssu9OgQ7hlCbvNClBQ6KwruZbbvwcpNtOFepkmO3kkxoAbIVPxRXRvHN/s640/blogger-image-831065511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUW6ic1WyQ0IojhaBX4098cAbAOdeolPtx6rE_j7IzbQqZPWYi5PuuGA4AO2iGhhXvU5UVsoAS3EV5M1Om2W14ssu9OgQ7hlCbvNClBQ6KwruZbbvwcpNtOFepkmO3kkxoAbIVPxRXRvHN/s640/blogger-image-831065511.jpg"></a></div>Now we are in "my" local park <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Parque Eduardo VII. We are looking south through Marques de Pombal towards centre of town and Rio Tagus. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO_g6c46tuCCgMlQsrYkoz6KKiowXaoK1SwWPvYih0ZyFBlU_tdUrVbki7_WS7Tcxl-Z7wBRUE47BDEnhgI9rb291dgkIKmIq1U3A0vDva9aQm7BaWBkFmU9OBhDAXRakB1jzapbsr7HfR/s640/blogger-image--1926766918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO_g6c46tuCCgMlQsrYkoz6KKiowXaoK1SwWPvYih0ZyFBlU_tdUrVbki7_WS7Tcxl-Z7wBRUE47BDEnhgI9rb291dgkIKmIq1U3A0vDva9aQm7BaWBkFmU9OBhDAXRakB1jzapbsr7HfR/s640/blogger-image--1926766918.jpg"></a></div>Close up of the elaborate planting. Would take some effort to keep this nice and tidy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwEBbhei0fC7Ol311fHumHkBgc_0DitFfb1VV77f-cJ8OUJ0y_PBdd6vaHha4Y2DegimFG_cSscVrbGpnQNLp2k8Ks2s6uWscc0DUvAOVOxCAABV9fhzaVrVxvQJcHlWu523vYvs4IHxQR/s640/blogger-image--648562510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwEBbhei0fC7Ol311fHumHkBgc_0DitFfb1VV77f-cJ8OUJ0y_PBdd6vaHha4Y2DegimFG_cSscVrbGpnQNLp2k8Ks2s6uWscc0DUvAOVOxCAABV9fhzaVrVxvQJcHlWu523vYvs4IHxQR/s640/blogger-image--648562510.jpg"></a></div>Parallel to the above, there are long promenades on both sides. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPM1ende-KKlVnZ2_fadYpcZqSL4r-nOjThvUqd_xLaYMLkVQMkJ9Ziy2V21gFNjIUQVBTN0se0Itm1vp5_UbAQeOvHtjrptCbTDBKo9gAPlPVT8pukWRrZ8qR3Msvd3SULOySwol-ndjW/s640/blogger-image-1239468560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPM1ende-KKlVnZ2_fadYpcZqSL4r-nOjThvUqd_xLaYMLkVQMkJ9Ziy2V21gFNjIUQVBTN0se0Itm1vp5_UbAQeOvHtjrptCbTDBKo9gAPlPVT8pukWRrZ8qR3Msvd3SULOySwol-ndjW/s640/blogger-image-1239468560.jpg"></a></div>Statue in <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parque Eduardo VII. Hmmm, not sure about this one. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKFQIkdsh5ghmkDC46meeD3OUCD1AOw8aSFd50VEWjIXCjzQo5TI7oZ68J_iIJZWxO72WXKlsnZZpdfK4QydXzzv3zs5oBHxVzTs8J74AhWkBK0mM9EswT3aasAnmLVVIa83PO5_YUQRC/s640/blogger-image-1718456753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKFQIkdsh5ghmkDC46meeD3OUCD1AOw8aSFd50VEWjIXCjzQo5TI7oZ68J_iIJZWxO72WXKlsnZZpdfK4QydXzzv3zs5oBHxVzTs8J74AhWkBK0mM9EswT3aasAnmLVVIa83PO5_YUQRC/s640/blogger-image-1718456753.jpg"></a></div>On the northern side of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parque Eduardo VII is Jardim Amália Rodrigues and this lovely setup. A cafe is there opposite. I will be back. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipoegyKtpjYr6DCA4LvdhRUkXUSGe4ILack2558QrnhG1JACG9jkKbi1A00Ud9hCbSXNAKM5Bw6I2CAA4aZKWDYKvCF6FgYNJQ9LLiGfG0Tf3YJWXXEEHweuzj4Vyr5w1or4lxHMNxRbee/s640/blogger-image--540111580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipoegyKtpjYr6DCA4LvdhRUkXUSGe4ILack2558QrnhG1JACG9jkKbi1A00Ud9hCbSXNAKM5Bw6I2CAA4aZKWDYKvCF6FgYNJQ9LLiGfG0Tf3YJWXXEEHweuzj4Vyr5w1or4lxHMNxRbee/s640/blogger-image--540111580.jpg"></a></div>I continued walking on combined walking and bicycle paths through adjacent parkland. There were some lovely northerly views to be had. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tRatHTiXa9_76dDMpk6U_jsQ0Vh1B4kHLM05e4RWR89iLUIGRPeuiECvZpdKsEWDaB16iBqBVjbGd4bR1_hTp9kg-K1lifd6t_VIFrMHla71N8LBud0mneyUHH8T3HpyhC4Tefi5r6M7/s640/blogger-image-871000212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tRatHTiXa9_76dDMpk6U_jsQ0Vh1B4kHLM05e4RWR89iLUIGRPeuiECvZpdKsEWDaB16iBqBVjbGd4bR1_hTp9kg-K1lifd6t_VIFrMHla71N8LBud0mneyUHH8T3HpyhC4Tefi5r6M7/s640/blogger-image-871000212.jpg"></a></div>Even the aqueduct popped up in the distance. Looks impressive now but fades in comparison to the fantastic aqueduct in Segovia, Spain. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBvuT5WJNo29EFvIUixMWZSQ1PPPdZuO65kX-B73AttlpLDUoP074AXBSz2eobD9nED0PNSGx_De-_Rn6WXAU4CkCHF5zdTJ2xESfXdbU6zd9XGB0dWI73a1VzYLvkKNmqG53pkJwMqm2c/s640/blogger-image--1117492125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBvuT5WJNo29EFvIUixMWZSQ1PPPdZuO65kX-B73AttlpLDUoP074AXBSz2eobD9nED0PNSGx_De-_Rn6WXAU4CkCHF5zdTJ2xESfXdbU6zd9XGB0dWI73a1VzYLvkKNmqG53pkJwMqm2c/s640/blogger-image--1117492125.jpg"></a></div>It's interesting to see that the old USSR ideals are far from dead in Portugal. Note the logos on both of these billboards. And this is by no means unique. You see it in graffiti as well. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2UcQkAXcgdkZw9qI9Q9ZB0S1EYy1G8-50JvJUGQwsmx1CgpxAvQBzb3F8AJo7eCnHOjj8ZiObPLFR2gBRklSk7AAwBZVivNa7M67INWfGVIN98ywBSXVu6C6VLFSmyVjyVzrcUkBlCP8/s640/blogger-image--652562836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2UcQkAXcgdkZw9qI9Q9ZB0S1EYy1G8-50JvJUGQwsmx1CgpxAvQBzb3F8AJo7eCnHOjj8ZiObPLFR2gBRklSk7AAwBZVivNa7M67INWfGVIN98ywBSXVu6C6VLFSmyVjyVzrcUkBlCP8/s640/blogger-image--652562836.jpg"></a></div>This park is called Jardim da Fundação Calouste Gulbenkian and is a shrine to brutalist architecture. Grey concrete was the norm pretty much everywhere including footpaths. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrsZ48r_wSpknTcxmApKRRGzsHJ8kTiCLw8HrY3QZWhVyos6kACD1tTnBF2QNZrd7djCE-2ZccEcjLqAK-aXkNrZYZS1hBHH9nZ6l8WNcHNtsKB_aWhgMW94BdFnyDv2WMWL9Y_qcOEaK5/s640/blogger-image-976230228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrsZ48r_wSpknTcxmApKRRGzsHJ8kTiCLw8HrY3QZWhVyos6kACD1tTnBF2QNZrd7djCE-2ZccEcjLqAK-aXkNrZYZS1hBHH9nZ6l8WNcHNtsKB_aWhgMW94BdFnyDv2WMWL9Y_qcOEaK5/s640/blogger-image-976230228.jpg"></a></div>The amphitheater had also a predominant concrete appearance. However, it was a nice place to stop and relax for a while, which I did. I could see that people had brought books and sat there reading in the autumn warmth. Some were even napping there. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjnfMc79g9sPpOr8h3OeYEzPYX4A0mzEaVxoPpaKgtBQxxaEV1YjO-gEr59PQ0F1THyMlCGTC9WPi_dzhFeLjcjOIh9jKLHr-oI1aEldkZ2JSr2ojlY9G8y-bzJDao-SnBhp0mtc99OZa/s640/blogger-image-1008241981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjnfMc79g9sPpOr8h3OeYEzPYX4A0mzEaVxoPpaKgtBQxxaEV1YjO-gEr59PQ0F1THyMlCGTC9WPi_dzhFeLjcjOIh9jKLHr-oI1aEldkZ2JSr2ojlY9G8y-bzJDao-SnBhp0mtc99OZa/s640/blogger-image-1008241981.jpg"></a></div>I was soon back at <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Jardim Amália Rodrigues having completed walking a loop. It was time for... You guessed it. Coffee and nata. Americano this time. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Perfect setting again and I sat there relaxing for a while. Again. Sounds like as much sitting as walking today but it wasn't really so. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkR_2BSKkJi0__WS3z-a2TUK45qQd4_7dNehPiIyE_rrp0vLnkSP-U_a50-16cU1B61gKaKIb5wOUcGiObqa1hF2i05Or-XuqvxH54KcOqWhbwfGymnby-e84FxCflDvHuggg6CH88LhvN/s640/blogger-image-1876169539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkR_2BSKkJi0__WS3z-a2TUK45qQd4_7dNehPiIyE_rrp0vLnkSP-U_a50-16cU1B61gKaKIb5wOUcGiObqa1hF2i05Or-XuqvxH54KcOqWhbwfGymnby-e84FxCflDvHuggg6CH88LhvN/s640/blogger-image-1876169539.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A bit later and a bit more wandering around, it was time for lunch. I stumbled onto an American style diner. Why not? I have had fish and seafood almost every day since I arrived in Portugal. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIa-1ViQRE3-B8pcoq-ko-kAq1SaX6hFw-FMxvk2S2kP89fAsRfkdFYv4S4_2yGEg5roZaDuNZhKRSI-PjaG8-5YHRHgd_YXNrSjEns4dyvcG_p2PZI2Y4HSroowoZ6Q3CMwjgdOHuJr36/s640/blogger-image-1376393885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIa-1ViQRE3-B8pcoq-ko-kAq1SaX6hFw-FMxvk2S2kP89fAsRfkdFYv4S4_2yGEg5roZaDuNZhKRSI-PjaG8-5YHRHgd_YXNrSjEns4dyvcG_p2PZI2Y4HSroowoZ6Q3CMwjgdOHuJr36/s640/blogger-image-1376393885.jpg"></a></div>Hmmm... Not sure about the name of the diner though. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3ZQUv6fDOKwL_EJSuJXyaPBrC3MkC2IKVBR7mvZt_Okbhg4LXNrzkb1_xO0azym4P9i9f2A7ullGNBguxAoqOEBv_oaRAd2v0vOO3-XFusWH4bjh6-bi5YIRgsVMgib4l_18tuhkXDu_/s640/blogger-image-144275142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3ZQUv6fDOKwL_EJSuJXyaPBrC3MkC2IKVBR7mvZt_Okbhg4LXNrzkb1_xO0azym4P9i9f2A7ullGNBguxAoqOEBv_oaRAd2v0vOO3-XFusWH4bjh6-bi5YIRgsVMgib4l_18tuhkXDu_/s640/blogger-image-144275142.jpg"></a></div>My burger arrived. What else do you order in a diner? </div><div><br></div><div>While the burger and chips were perhaps not disasters, they were certainly not very good. I quickly ate up and left the Great American Disaster. It just didn't seem right to hang around in a place with that kind of name. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHU8dPZNCpQDeYlr6AuMz3RHUMO3jbuc6SD7yDLyhoso7N4KzNXuVoIg8jt2xURa5Syant9KOZi1pImQ8m_cbN0UTsEQSHIokaufV8daP0yOlbaLQPhPmZH_Gk9RAjj-EpOYRFHUMK7rS/s640/blogger-image--1775356352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHU8dPZNCpQDeYlr6AuMz3RHUMO3jbuc6SD7yDLyhoso7N4KzNXuVoIg8jt2xURa5Syant9KOZi1pImQ8m_cbN0UTsEQSHIokaufV8daP0yOlbaLQPhPmZH_Gk9RAjj-EpOYRFHUMK7rS/s640/blogger-image--1775356352.jpg"></a></div>Back at the hotel for a siesta and relaxation as time approached 3pm.</div><div> </div><div>And would you believe it... I got so lazy and comfortable that I didn't go back out again. Another relaxing evening in the hotel room. Why not?</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-27328617825218796212015-11-05T12:04:00.001-08:002015-11-08T00:43:11.785-08:00Sat 7 Nov - Lisbon R&R Day 1<div>Today was walking Lisbon some more. Even though the place is hilly, it is mostly very walkable indeed. </div><div><br></div><div>Instead of wandering to the centre via Av. da Liberdade, I decided to walk as one of the hop on / hop off tourist buses go. I had the expectation that the bus would pass interesting places. And it did. </div><div><br></div><div>This park is called Jardim de S. Pedro de Alcantara. One of many places with great Lisbon views that I visited today. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbJ79DHaSki9cHnwNCY6ea1cMs85bzZrnimlS9bSpwdYmzkQUrDAHP39uBCHyWNZqlzQXyyW7ss9LRRgjBrbIbkqFEZdq7kenl_Pd09Fi0rKl42cIZebegSjrqgjL4A2C42dUUMoHuDJk/s640/blogger-image-1659141399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbJ79DHaSki9cHnwNCY6ea1cMs85bzZrnimlS9bSpwdYmzkQUrDAHP39uBCHyWNZqlzQXyyW7ss9LRRgjBrbIbkqFEZdq7kenl_Pd09Fi0rKl42cIZebegSjrqgjL4A2C42dUUMoHuDJk/s640/blogger-image-1659141399.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Jardim de S. Pedro de Alcantara </span>had this unusual feature. A cut out where greens were growing, water running and pigeons resting. Peaceful. Where is the vortexing?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-EZBe0ux1CwMwOtRaDdYsrWMvlRPdKKbXbeg0FUqiQjPlU3DHmO59uEmEAvNucb3DDVax5oq4xgxTKt_vJDZaUGXTOsoA4Ur3yce9earYLGJE4n8Iedxqt9Ha0fcacpDi1v3WpNKvbDh/s640/blogger-image--1941036832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-EZBe0ux1CwMwOtRaDdYsrWMvlRPdKKbXbeg0FUqiQjPlU3DHmO59uEmEAvNucb3DDVax5oq4xgxTKt_vJDZaUGXTOsoA4Ur3yce9earYLGJE4n8Iedxqt9Ha0fcacpDi1v3WpNKvbDh/s640/blogger-image--1941036832.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I soon also passed the end stop for one of the old Lisbon teams, presumably to get to that park <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Jardim de S. Pedro de Alcantara that</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> I just passed. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTqSeLpowvkE5t4GevYPOCW75xOeC65LLER6vl11F79rpBGzTrA0jk0xtcsvSNjA-nlcFYTEnEdW9OQbEppvIAUrDqbuQUEYUoqichvK3VVjhPFI4UzFA1p67KluOQ6Z7ljeDWjtDl9R-/s640/blogger-image--650829024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTqSeLpowvkE5t4GevYPOCW75xOeC65LLER6vl11F79rpBGzTrA0jk0xtcsvSNjA-nlcFYTEnEdW9OQbEppvIAUrDqbuQUEYUoqichvK3VVjhPFI4UzFA1p67KluOQ6Z7ljeDWjtDl9R-/s640/blogger-image--650829024.jpg"></a></div>I now entered that old bohemian neighborhood of Bairro Alto I visited on the walking tour yesterday from the north. I wanted to explore it more and take a few photos. The word Bairro by the way means neighborhood in Portuguese. Barrio in Spanish. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Of course, 10am is not action time in Bairro Alto but the signs from last night were still there for everybody to see. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-t3iK5H1CufTXfRAoEoafAkp4ph8AvEqAz5LYsEvdkpfTvWqENijjHMgqu39lZwy9uERr1pKou8y-Frpnki6W0uN7voqFloy3ZuyYSOA2iW80jzcn3ksBpxTO02ytBi0o78EPRWTADkA3/s640/blogger-image--1729727771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-t3iK5H1CufTXfRAoEoafAkp4ph8AvEqAz5LYsEvdkpfTvWqENijjHMgqu39lZwy9uERr1pKou8y-Frpnki6W0uN7voqFloy3ZuyYSOA2iW80jzcn3ksBpxTO02ytBi0o78EPRWTADkA3/s640/blogger-image--1729727771.jpg"></a></div>A few more Bairro Alto streetscape photos. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3A4yMd7QW7nF3HyYTAUBpVRzG3sQ4Ccml7qOjSSeD5jtYobUAxLc2GZpekEAAkeiBAnp0Woun5G_maDZdu1Kfukp-X7Wk3rE6b7sRcHPQsRy3X8YS_SjRQeS1L3GVUn8erXysDgiuJcHo/s640/blogger-image-235695878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3A4yMd7QW7nF3HyYTAUBpVRzG3sQ4Ccml7qOjSSeD5jtYobUAxLc2GZpekEAAkeiBAnp0Woun5G_maDZdu1Kfukp-X7Wk3rE6b7sRcHPQsRy3X8YS_SjRQeS1L3GVUn8erXysDgiuJcHo/s640/blogger-image-235695878.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyFodF_NhrLQnkcu3bY0kbYBkmOSmbCRxGF43Rt5omSopHURTMdoZOmMq2LZ8kdm_HywvHkd3L9N6f0B8ZLyKvJwBrQ3hRw_OYme2Qid0gFNxJeeMFtt8B_W0gAaC-jmQEOpQGiUDPoDm/s640/blogger-image-1523775070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyFodF_NhrLQnkcu3bY0kbYBkmOSmbCRxGF43Rt5omSopHURTMdoZOmMq2LZ8kdm_HywvHkd3L9N6f0B8ZLyKvJwBrQ3hRw_OYme2Qid0gFNxJeeMFtt8B_W0gAaC-jmQEOpQGiUDPoDm/s640/blogger-image-1523775070.jpg"></a></div>A neighborhood like Bairro Alto will of course have some good street art. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aPdFYN17moRIe7oUYMpI8vFrwntG027EofnuSyXMU6Vc61ewCryERxVLzz04cRWgFJJg4uuckEC5eImUIHQ3HsfoHj2R59lpkRsnBweHBSAMU9EVv7Ke31JInyOly9W4-gGBEUOAmtwX/s640/blogger-image-1084793796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aPdFYN17moRIe7oUYMpI8vFrwntG027EofnuSyXMU6Vc61ewCryERxVLzz04cRWgFJJg4uuckEC5eImUIHQ3HsfoHj2R59lpkRsnBweHBSAMU9EVv7Ke31JInyOly9W4-gGBEUOAmtwX/s640/blogger-image-1084793796.jpg"></a></div>Now check out the lower left corner of this piece of street art. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemEnf0ZmrZnJWw8nL5rItlsYB88uHNF7ahABaCWyJMCXaQk_MB5jZHeFc7oid75je7jza-6HFsWqUfBIulhctzLpptAgCo81e1cQqg9Yf-4wJZybQ6fqQ9fh6YxKyK4cIpK-EL4yN6t48/s640/blogger-image--2067500210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemEnf0ZmrZnJWw8nL5rItlsYB88uHNF7ahABaCWyJMCXaQk_MB5jZHeFc7oid75je7jza-6HFsWqUfBIulhctzLpptAgCo81e1cQqg9Yf-4wJZybQ6fqQ9fh6YxKyK4cIpK-EL4yN6t48/s640/blogger-image--2067500210.jpg"></a></div>Yes, a soldier with a flower. This, including another image with the flower inside the barrel of a gun, are symbols of Portugal's bloodless revolution against their very long dictatorship in 1974. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdSHxOcKO_nS0j0zQcILporkDwk3NH-wJ6Gxa7gXG_GbrDpwLS8kwO9GQHA-qTEGAwJW6qTsW9SOlrlPQ9WPCq7TCsMSTIF2m5uRMXgmc03UWYUHLS0iOGApACYrSXeoQWdpPr4N_kyDb9/s640/blogger-image--822425414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdSHxOcKO_nS0j0zQcILporkDwk3NH-wJ6Gxa7gXG_GbrDpwLS8kwO9GQHA-qTEGAwJW6qTsW9SOlrlPQ9WPCq7TCsMSTIF2m5uRMXgmc03UWYUHLS0iOGApACYrSXeoQWdpPr4N_kyDb9/s640/blogger-image--822425414.jpg"></a></div>I don't want to elaborate on Portugal's dictatorship in this blog. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">If anybody is interested, please refer to this article which describes it well:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">http://www.themilitant.com/2005/6919/691950.html</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I then stumbled onto the same square <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Praça Luis de Camões </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">where yesterday's walking tour commenced. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFDfaYkHSrLhSgpwjrLZnN3q6Qu-HnzrAFBaWfBr2sQxHmLUZqTvF3ZI-mCO09ghcJqdjbRdtMGUeXMGsah57Ld0AHxJVYcZYzcpLAniDBK10Vz8FcMBtr3Fn05ZM8L2FeZK7mG0hZUB-/s640/blogger-image--140458876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPFDfaYkHSrLhSgpwjrLZnN3q6Qu-HnzrAFBaWfBr2sQxHmLUZqTvF3ZI-mCO09ghcJqdjbRdtMGUeXMGsah57Ld0AHxJVYcZYzcpLAniDBK10Vz8FcMBtr3Fn05ZM8L2FeZK7mG0hZUB-/s640/blogger-image--140458876.jpg"></a></div>Ha, I could even see yesterday's tour guide doing the rounds again with a new group of punters. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qK9xsfDCVgyqrUTToNEOO5dDVFv3l1s-_FViPahpXajSdg0bJ6w7WCj1NYbtNP0f7C0-5US4XDQ_XOOErKQ3j1_R4SW46lzMqPBoZtBlZKLhSJ8Kt22Rzb_nJEJsPEqY4XeWkGfqAPQ_/s640/blogger-image-208861959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qK9xsfDCVgyqrUTToNEOO5dDVFv3l1s-_FViPahpXajSdg0bJ6w7WCj1NYbtNP0f7C0-5US4XDQ_XOOErKQ3j1_R4SW46lzMqPBoZtBlZKLhSJ8Kt22Rzb_nJEJsPEqY4XeWkGfqAPQ_/s640/blogger-image-208861959.jpg"></a></div>I continued walking towards the river Tagus over several road bridges. Great looking down and along the streets. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkIRwFkYtecbLupj7SmV8uMyZRdw15CUVcBqPK21OVBhxkuXrC7DU_-LQkCcJSk1tB6bYvdD5nE-9elgacr-Ra4_zl39hDwhfMWOktEpnKdk90wSbjRvJu1MBjL4O6AYOtHqiLSBEuP1Gs/s640/blogger-image--75111740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkIRwFkYtecbLupj7SmV8uMyZRdw15CUVcBqPK21OVBhxkuXrC7DU_-LQkCcJSk1tB6bYvdD5nE-9elgacr-Ra4_zl39hDwhfMWOktEpnKdk90wSbjRvJu1MBjL4O6AYOtHqiLSBEuP1Gs/s640/blogger-image--75111740.jpg"></a></div>I was not sure what the pink meant but the thoughts obviously go towards some gay and lesbian event. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMDj4LjuntiWtxi7KEnBNYWvfVCnJk-2wg3nOBdGMBZWkQ5ECy3S9V0XSOAU3zc7zCfxcl_jNHqyhyphenhyphencoJVbXQ_uX5SDGA4bJg3b2UUOl3E35jrxGI-9vnkNX7tlBZ14wV_q_cTWp239FK6/s640/blogger-image-1181436985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMDj4LjuntiWtxi7KEnBNYWvfVCnJk-2wg3nOBdGMBZWkQ5ECy3S9V0XSOAU3zc7zCfxcl_jNHqyhyphenhyphencoJVbXQ_uX5SDGA4bJg3b2UUOl3E35jrxGI-9vnkNX7tlBZ14wV_q_cTWp239FK6/s640/blogger-image-1181436985.jpg"></a></div>Down by the river Tagus the fishermen mingled with tourists. </div><div><br></div><div>Note the familiar looking bridge in the background, the Ponte de 25 Abril. A fleeting similarity to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francicso perhaps...?</div><div><br></div><div>As both Lisbon and San Francisco are subject to earthquakes, this type of bridge is apparently most likely to withstand an earthquake. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhalhWoK_V_ICzrXRyZrvpvah_J1agq9jehF_QGfWSoA-TGvo3Wh0CIzNOlDBjv87rwO8-bz7q9ZCpB2uUjn39lopNS3s8bQRufmeTJsVvs3QpU0MDtXlQIdNw6kqM4z5CgMFTdLZiXkgH8/s640/blogger-image-416595865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhalhWoK_V_ICzrXRyZrvpvah_J1agq9jehF_QGfWSoA-TGvo3Wh0CIzNOlDBjv87rwO8-bz7q9ZCpB2uUjn39lopNS3s8bQRufmeTJsVvs3QpU0MDtXlQIdNw6kqM4z5CgMFTdLZiXkgH8/s640/blogger-image-416595865.jpg"></a></div>This statue in Almada across the river Tagus looks also familiar. The statue is called Cristo Rei or Christ the King. </div><div><br></div><div>It was inspired by the Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, after the Cardinal Patriarch visited that city and thought that Lisbon also needed a similar type of monument. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkl2jcdTDYzyoaK961-1wAJHOdWFGfhpSOs5xiS8UzCWRm6wIlnHt2AHwoy83csAFXi_kxlinMB-P7jn_Cv_F3Vrtn6_S64Hpix5TvKIG4FS5qiphF-uZ4mZwd3kKyrNCG9LZ0Lge16jh/s640/blogger-image-692533237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkl2jcdTDYzyoaK961-1wAJHOdWFGfhpSOs5xiS8UzCWRm6wIlnHt2AHwoy83csAFXi_kxlinMB-P7jn_Cv_F3Vrtn6_S64Hpix5TvKIG4FS5qiphF-uZ4mZwd3kKyrNCG9LZ0Lge16jh/s640/blogger-image-692533237.jpg"></a></div>Selfie time. I had a great time exploring the riverfront. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOjpQUgM8m3UCk428Z9l-XHbC_z3KrZ9UyRvOGf20xppLVbWnYxmqPuRQais8cSyQdEPd0YnwnmDTIG42lRAiXCkt48olLz7squLRnCiz932C7Q8VuVamAgoRt3C-3Bj9i9x336cLTkn_/s640/blogger-image--271158094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOjpQUgM8m3UCk428Z9l-XHbC_z3KrZ9UyRvOGf20xppLVbWnYxmqPuRQais8cSyQdEPd0YnwnmDTIG42lRAiXCkt48olLz7squLRnCiz932C7Q8VuVamAgoRt3C-3Bj9i9x336cLTkn_/s640/blogger-image--271158094.jpg"></a></div>More fantastic street art of what looked like an old customs or harbour building. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgClAgAIbRXnBJ-cIoXlpjrzaqZ_W4GBFaPe7D2XkABtHm8Xekpxd9ws2K6QoWEQdry_jcfzEc8LSdwYBN21aDYpC34GPNpPm7MpXYo1B3vbTogTNhPyoyiEljr1ow5cQpCRXuHWnqHCV0f/s640/blogger-image--843916518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgClAgAIbRXnBJ-cIoXlpjrzaqZ_W4GBFaPe7D2XkABtHm8Xekpxd9ws2K6QoWEQdry_jcfzEc8LSdwYBN21aDYpC34GPNpPm7MpXYo1B3vbTogTNhPyoyiEljr1ow5cQpCRXuHWnqHCV0f/s640/blogger-image--843916518.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnun-4LPwUPdWbBIoOv3XmAMSfvCDwF7UfyK80XgMrehkReVctYQRFHyjre0YCwZh9naduDeyj90uvXiIoWxLxtJEz6QbTxa-bFivlbWtkfZ5KcK0aAy4upcstyQfIW-Vp_K8rCqEPQqJL/s640/blogger-image--1094908640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnun-4LPwUPdWbBIoOv3XmAMSfvCDwF7UfyK80XgMrehkReVctYQRFHyjre0YCwZh9naduDeyj90uvXiIoWxLxtJEz6QbTxa-bFivlbWtkfZ5KcK0aAy4upcstyQfIW-Vp_K8rCqEPQqJL/s640/blogger-image--1094908640.jpg"></a></div>After exploring the waterfront for a while, I slowly wandered up the hills towards the castle. </div><div><br></div><div>I stumbled onto a servico publico, public toilet, which many times are tiny and set among residential buildings. </div><div><br></div><div>The reason why I include the below photo is that: </div><div>1. This is the view when standing up doing business, not bad. </div><div>2. There are stairs and a public path immediately outside. You feel really exposed and I don't think that the outside punters want to see or hear you either. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFIdJzopt_FQuUOir7scdsrp9zB5FqUZy3r4xYnhx4wRAgJnaGN5FM0-Gx6w0td2rgcUWcc4z7RQoQApXv8A1PWpkVFFMITv0MIsolMx98_hbs1imlEHXddYfW2IOan2FxGdHuYk-c5MW/s640/blogger-image-24549805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFIdJzopt_FQuUOir7scdsrp9zB5FqUZy3r4xYnhx4wRAgJnaGN5FM0-Gx6w0td2rgcUWcc4z7RQoQApXv8A1PWpkVFFMITv0MIsolMx98_hbs1imlEHXddYfW2IOan2FxGdHuYk-c5MW/s640/blogger-image-24549805.jpg"></a></div>OK one more photo from the servico publico. Not quite sure what this means...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUx6ax5ZzmGxbSmFbKimeyb_TtKc1A86Osew4NUVLur0fjw_DWQfmkalOupZFdb8mOM6ZD_CKwfoC5afhfQJGWIPzcdC8RkBsUovIfJP4huj5SDijn4fH8lCjJI1DkAhirtg384FhZe4qr/s640/blogger-image--339632882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUx6ax5ZzmGxbSmFbKimeyb_TtKc1A86Osew4NUVLur0fjw_DWQfmkalOupZFdb8mOM6ZD_CKwfoC5afhfQJGWIPzcdC8RkBsUovIfJP4huj5SDijn4fH8lCjJI1DkAhirtg384FhZe4qr/s640/blogger-image--339632882.jpg"></a></div>Further up the hill and the views were brilliant. Lisbon had a visit from an American warship anchored by the river. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgJtUnoMvHw1-VIC6F5xfVwXIcsIkaI2_V0RZ8WT7Bh4cpzBtRLHweETnIKSJhVUOs_SIg5ookwc2_9KYNiB8qodJXdWbwOfBw4h1m-6Gt4x12DxgtNKOHNm1AMwnhZ19ucaHq6aVTvzX/s640/blogger-image-49592303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgJtUnoMvHw1-VIC6F5xfVwXIcsIkaI2_V0RZ8WT7Bh4cpzBtRLHweETnIKSJhVUOs_SIg5ookwc2_9KYNiB8qodJXdWbwOfBw4h1m-6Gt4x12DxgtNKOHNm1AMwnhZ19ucaHq6aVTvzX/s640/blogger-image-49592303.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Tram number 28 is the most notorious for pickpockets according to the tour guide yesterday. We will soon see evidence...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWU-HUXG59XoG1pimgwKjPde-BIGpPdZMGsuWgfbGa-fm1dXJpTu_FkSleCiYh7LeqCpGWXc5gwnBOQJl6USwbG-_2B6mPp03IKgbYBGFq4ZO1e7EzvSY9uL23doj0lLU_2cvRZJNEGydX/s640/blogger-image-873068110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWU-HUXG59XoG1pimgwKjPde-BIGpPdZMGsuWgfbGa-fm1dXJpTu_FkSleCiYh7LeqCpGWXc5gwnBOQJl6USwbG-_2B6mPp03IKgbYBGFq4ZO1e7EzvSY9uL23doj0lLU_2cvRZJNEGydX/s640/blogger-image-873068110.jpg"></a></div></div>Forget the Castelo de Sao Jorge. Nothing remains of the castle apart from walls and this long queue to get into... What?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Mp4NCmRJhKgOCubjUC9uTsAHo0BfAMihw1yKp2sbzAXNEVSL7RCb8GrdpaQQ0VxGM9RvbLR7sxkHQ3GX-FxZkyLP1OVGtBCsv6rUqBLkE0WUJggjR06ZZgM3a1IAvsVQdcAPymq3UAc0/s640/blogger-image--916804749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Mp4NCmRJhKgOCubjUC9uTsAHo0BfAMihw1yKp2sbzAXNEVSL7RCb8GrdpaQQ0VxGM9RvbLR7sxkHQ3GX-FxZkyLP1OVGtBCsv6rUqBLkE0WUJggjR06ZZgM3a1IAvsVQdcAPymq3UAc0/s640/blogger-image--916804749.jpg"></a></div>To see the views...</div><div><br></div><div>Undoubtedly, the views would be fantastic from the tallest point in town but I will not queue for who knows how long and then pay 8.50€ to see views. </div><div><br></div><div>Plenty of views to be see with no queues and no cost. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid1fNckKFYpN1Lfm4AkIHH54qFSKM8eNflWbQwKaTG4fqUaOWNX_QUGb4jPXCcmg_VmV_V7fdoAgGopwuY5oy3GquDntuD7-kXqQAilt-YW-2bbIWUCOyV5ey8AOmtCBkTWY3SoxLKhEXg/s640/blogger-image--981110182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid1fNckKFYpN1Lfm4AkIHH54qFSKM8eNflWbQwKaTG4fqUaOWNX_QUGb4jPXCcmg_VmV_V7fdoAgGopwuY5oy3GquDntuD7-kXqQAilt-YW-2bbIWUCOyV5ey8AOmtCBkTWY3SoxLKhEXg/s640/blogger-image--981110182.jpg"></a></div>Remember the pick pocketing comment. Walking down from the castle, I saw the below. </div><div><br></div><div>Among the papers are 2 copies of identification, a passport and a driving license. A poor bloke from Romania must have lost his wallet and quite possibly on the 28 tram. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCQxs9x3d5CSdTvh6NOj3C3DQbt_TKrqgtSuUQFAxKgmxmrSnHUb_S6RnqdZNk-wPWCFbLi6AnJ1Gg0olKbBDZ-OEqX9cKlEgvI17YEsIeBVuq4r7tg6waU1VJR3f-KZZZuqEbycYfaUI/s640/blogger-image--1709588374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfCQxs9x3d5CSdTvh6NOj3C3DQbt_TKrqgtSuUQFAxKgmxmrSnHUb_S6RnqdZNk-wPWCFbLi6AnJ1Gg0olKbBDZ-OEqX9cKlEgvI17YEsIeBVuq4r7tg6waU1VJR3f-KZZZuqEbycYfaUI/s640/blogger-image--1709588374.jpg"></a></div>More street art. This is referring to fado, that Portuguese sentimental music that has been referred to as blues for the Portuguese. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuYC8cVhXGqF-n3nVcTDKIEjdjWM-fSGvS2o8OWZ2svnuoxcnm2n00atbyL_PQl9mtLS2zQkQC1_yWYS47KHDjgMgNDWFvWWX9_00FhhtQpb5dxPtYlJofvvJH_cPonrg-ypatBL4wdbc4/s640/blogger-image-1126805890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuYC8cVhXGqF-n3nVcTDKIEjdjWM-fSGvS2o8OWZ2svnuoxcnm2n00atbyL_PQl9mtLS2zQkQC1_yWYS47KHDjgMgNDWFvWWX9_00FhhtQpb5dxPtYlJofvvJH_cPonrg-ypatBL4wdbc4/s640/blogger-image-1126805890.jpg"></a></div>At around 1.30pm it was time for lunch and I really like the small square Largo do Carmo opposite the military garrison called GNR Comando Geral. There are 2 outdoors restaurants there and you sit in shade underneath big trees. </div><div><br></div><div>Today there was a very good busker. This lady a la style of Michelle Shocked played melancholy songs and plucked her guitar very lovely. She was seriously good and got a lot of donations. </div><div><br></div><div>I took the photo from my lunch table but I forgot to take a photo of my food. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBtnyXwDYflXGdn9HSZ6lRfrumMhEYQZdrzrG1uvd8-OvWRIPOa-G9Ym5yUcMz6vQpve3YJpOSV4KzLQp33X_JgTIL869Dmshe_WYIYSougptrqhYQs5Ok1heShwMIOOBc2MuMTuX_dA2/s640/blogger-image-452681534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBtnyXwDYflXGdn9HSZ6lRfrumMhEYQZdrzrG1uvd8-OvWRIPOa-G9Ym5yUcMz6vQpve3YJpOSV4KzLQp33X_JgTIL869Dmshe_WYIYSougptrqhYQs5Ok1heShwMIOOBc2MuMTuX_dA2/s640/blogger-image-452681534.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I had a variation of bacalhau, that very popular Portuguese cod dish. Small cod pieces mixed with scrambled eggs, potatoes and who knows what else to make a large fish cake. It was really yummy. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">By the way, I understand that Largo is a small square in Portuguese while Praça is a larger one. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Very close to Largo do Carmo is the Santa Justa lift. The lift was out of service but you could walk up to its top for more views. Selfies in 3 directions follow.</div><div><br></div><div>South. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCV91zJ7Bji1-_DV8QgkCJlxxCJ1muj5uu36vGIHk1j6R-TdcrFnrgA1TmDBnw6pZywjpbW-P-dID6biuMASzJl1d70PUyXETvJWDZRM_Jc_5HsJJ30fEVUsMVU5iROWpAfXKUAmm_gg0x/s640/blogger-image--2072305236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCV91zJ7Bji1-_DV8QgkCJlxxCJ1muj5uu36vGIHk1j6R-TdcrFnrgA1TmDBnw6pZywjpbW-P-dID6biuMASzJl1d70PUyXETvJWDZRM_Jc_5HsJJ30fEVUsMVU5iROWpAfXKUAmm_gg0x/s640/blogger-image--2072305236.jpg"></a></div>East. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMrsGtr_LONVn1tHoinYOzclJops_GSMbBI6M6cyyLTClEH-y02MP_soaxWJpR-0TPoBiHDSgOkMwzK6u40jXN-B0s00HVURU3EwUienrsNOxhCTwoEpqPvblEpGIzuP0clZoviDRhkTBF/s640/blogger-image--387786202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMrsGtr_LONVn1tHoinYOzclJops_GSMbBI6M6cyyLTClEH-y02MP_soaxWJpR-0TPoBiHDSgOkMwzK6u40jXN-B0s00HVURU3EwUienrsNOxhCTwoEpqPvblEpGIzuP0clZoviDRhkTBF/s640/blogger-image--387786202.jpg"></a></div></div><div>North. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9F3HrtifvtqECMGUO5fAWBbSbhKETJjyP1SqAHRuN-_x3NtCZg76jjN0b4phlC0MiDNsYpOcjJE0Hx9-n14Z0UZyPWCGyz1Z9AwG7jiOsmvXzUpd343ZQjemTU7AJ7XFk-G_5y0vDoVup/s640/blogger-image-754587040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9F3HrtifvtqECMGUO5fAWBbSbhKETJjyP1SqAHRuN-_x3NtCZg76jjN0b4phlC0MiDNsYpOcjJE0Hx9-n14Z0UZyPWCGyz1Z9AwG7jiOsmvXzUpd343ZQjemTU7AJ7XFk-G_5y0vDoVup/s640/blogger-image-754587040.jpg"></a></div>West was where I came from and it is the hillside so no photo. </div><br></div></div><div>I wandered down to Rua Augusta, the main pedestrian mall from the river, and stumbled onto this "boys choir". </div><div><br></div><div>Not sure what the event was, university related?, but the boys sang and played beautifully. </div><div><br></div><div>For a while, there were girls dressed similarly opposite them who the boys sang for. Very nice. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcsDsPADvELJHFUddwjOFmGiAJx8TyXNO7QiAETyTvLtPdQHTcB8V2AWsbWaUBwBUf7B-PwtZ9fxS3Uqgg2d6-XvMGLAAzjKhd5ckz1-TSfJS8MwrGPX5o6HaSUhUcXRxKY38y9ZGyvp_Y/s640/blogger-image--1688154449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcsDsPADvELJHFUddwjOFmGiAJx8TyXNO7QiAETyTvLtPdQHTcB8V2AWsbWaUBwBUf7B-PwtZ9fxS3Uqgg2d6-XvMGLAAzjKhd5ckz1-TSfJS8MwrGPX5o6HaSUhUcXRxKY38y9ZGyvp_Y/s640/blogger-image--1688154449.jpg"></a></div>A bit more exploring but no more photos before wandering home and past the mini mercado. I picked up "dinner", red wine, crackers, cheese and mortadella. Perfect. </div><div><br></div><div>Football on TV again, it's Saturday, so no more going out today for me. </div><div><br></div><div>7 hours of walking the pavements and the hills is tiring even for a pilgrim...</div><div><br></div><div><u>Foot note:</u> I have been approached <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">numerous times </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">on the Lisbon streets and asked if I want to buy hash. In comparison, I have not been asked once if I want to buy a selfie stick from any of the numerous black guys who sell them everywhere. </span></div><div><br></div><div>In addition, beggars approach me for money while watches and razzle dazzle sellers do not. </div><div><br></div><div>Now, does that say something about me and my appearance?</div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-77474697732421794562015-11-05T12:03:00.001-08:002015-11-06T22:46:55.171-08:00Fri 6 Nov - Faro to Lisbon<div>Time for the big smoke. The last stop on my European journey before I go home.</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So just before 8am, i was at Faro train station for the app 3 1/2 hour train ride to Lisbon (or Lisboa as the Portuguese say). </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv3B8FwfqDTfX4nWCG3kzF27aTKuB0Q6Z2pWFTvm-YeAOlG8lORN3whYP4h_r76g-9jfpIUW4nn1PHuJhIhQjnwDcAwE-U_EdBMfVIwkas_15jSOSqtFnzGqELgha1796h1u6FsgL0EOpg/s640/blogger-image--394027169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv3B8FwfqDTfX4nWCG3kzF27aTKuB0Q6Z2pWFTvm-YeAOlG8lORN3whYP4h_r76g-9jfpIUW4nn1PHuJhIhQjnwDcAwE-U_EdBMfVIwkas_15jSOSqtFnzGqELgha1796h1u6FsgL0EOpg/s640/blogger-image--394027169.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Fast forward after an uneventful train journey to the Saldanha metro station in Lisbon. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_WBtu2nFdVWtzk4TzPohraTwxz6NgbOZLzMN33maHG_B1CodrCQJF2utmBUxbQBhW_YWzggp0k1P5_OMTHkjizc9pKh8QY76E_vGxO8t5uCcSKTGtFNBpiObVDXXNrYz7uxLT-5yf6ko/s640/blogger-image--40390317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_WBtu2nFdVWtzk4TzPohraTwxz6NgbOZLzMN33maHG_B1CodrCQJF2utmBUxbQBhW_YWzggp0k1P5_OMTHkjizc9pKh8QY76E_vGxO8t5uCcSKTGtFNBpiObVDXXNrYz7uxLT-5yf6ko/s640/blogger-image--40390317.jpg"></a></div>The Lisbon metro system is not far reaching, but the trains and stations were nice. I could see no graffiti at all although it doubtless exists. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5_5djOfgWgeeeDw5xZ_l9xWfSt2yL8ORjAJQhZkhwS-fPFo6K1LVq2pRgiddDbtfVk6ueQtDDFUogiBxC2EQg0iOpihmd17HHS06xgegdQo2zgV0eooHdezVnYkbKw7N60n1DKGSx80H/s640/blogger-image--2011087210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5_5djOfgWgeeeDw5xZ_l9xWfSt2yL8ORjAJQhZkhwS-fPFo6K1LVq2pRgiddDbtfVk6ueQtDDFUogiBxC2EQg0iOpihmd17HHS06xgegdQo2zgV0eooHdezVnYkbKw7N60n1DKGSx80H/s640/blogger-image--2011087210.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I stayed at this place Hotel Nacional and although it is rated 3 stars and looks OK from the street at night, it can definitely be described as faded glory. Nothing flash inside of there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvc4JjDcChiHJGXfvD9FxmzO9mKOSoJvQ3kRaCUrGTVuHlNFUGfDfK_nMeTALBfDpcELEs_0ORFoVlg3HwCnQnNGtTvASKFomqmybUHOwHxO76qL2hq5QodaIn8O2xpmDCUYXgMoBS9Otm/s640/blogger-image-1390445860.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvc4JjDcChiHJGXfvD9FxmzO9mKOSoJvQ3kRaCUrGTVuHlNFUGfDfK_nMeTALBfDpcELEs_0ORFoVlg3HwCnQnNGtTvASKFomqmybUHOwHxO76qL2hq5QodaIn8O2xpmDCUYXgMoBS9Otm/s640/blogger-image-1390445860.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I just had to include this picture of the bathroom design... Or lack thereof...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM_VrSt73h0rGGVrW6q_mxuVq-VF4lD0lSFOjVRXJ5adAgU5GhWg3k_cGqWki8E9uM6PbbkC2-6KogSqHo_SN3qjjYDTsmLEum1O4szAnpubVLyX5O7RnQDS7y1xCiduSkmGe7HfqYsfA/s640/blogger-image-404858159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM_VrSt73h0rGGVrW6q_mxuVq-VF4lD0lSFOjVRXJ5adAgU5GhWg3k_cGqWki8E9uM6PbbkC2-6KogSqHo_SN3qjjYDTsmLEum1O4szAnpubVLyX5O7RnQDS7y1xCiduSkmGe7HfqYsfA/s640/blogger-image-404858159.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">After check in and a trip to the local mini mercado, I set out for a wander and a bit to eat. I found it at this place along the busy Av. da Liberdade. No worries, there were lots of eating places mixed with the traffic, but also trees aplenty. </span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITFLUn5rCnb_-dJ6lZwk3AMIttTLmrqreaeu_ZUwZdq8N1_VUIVQFP9kHtYuNVHDevUIvsNjq5KJYKhtD5_U32l435b4J2X0QaVARwoJtPijPcxAdKfpljvdSog_P3KSqfEzHePNLvofs/s640/blogger-image-2113986151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITFLUn5rCnb_-dJ6lZwk3AMIttTLmrqreaeu_ZUwZdq8N1_VUIVQFP9kHtYuNVHDevUIvsNjq5KJYKhtD5_U32l435b4J2X0QaVARwoJtPijPcxAdKfpljvdSog_P3KSqfEzHePNLvofs/s640/blogger-image-2113986151.jpg"></a></div>The restaurant had dourado grelhado, grilled silver bream, as part of dish for the day. That's what I had in Ferragudo and that was very tasty so I tried it again. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2U5zeZqYHkOBjh7sc0Gfyksh6fJgwb3Z8YB1FtKftOB-k0xaU-PPasAH7D6I8lmCd2bPfO2GHfZAUWJD5m45AnaGou9JBCJHy8TrAeIaCUeQtIepeDDxEyAmMt32B3YLBJoeazulx7uTO/s640/blogger-image-553354700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2U5zeZqYHkOBjh7sc0Gfyksh6fJgwb3Z8YB1FtKftOB-k0xaU-PPasAH7D6I8lmCd2bPfO2GHfZAUWJD5m45AnaGou9JBCJHy8TrAeIaCUeQtIepeDDxEyAmMt32B3YLBJoeazulx7uTO/s640/blogger-image-553354700.jpg"></a></div>Not as fresh and tasty as then but very good nevertheless. I'm looking pleased. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-HhFArmsB0RC7Wz7iYHFgTGLBGjLq61uJaL1mCS_bMR-EBSN0SG44-ABMUeSpUwuDxpX8baRV9-Hl-4UmfjMjTLFy7WCslN_3iSf4wVFlTBShyphenhyphenXTlDl-6cBSW2x0QlzTrZYFncvrU8mEV/s640/blogger-image-795557638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-HhFArmsB0RC7Wz7iYHFgTGLBGjLq61uJaL1mCS_bMR-EBSN0SG44-ABMUeSpUwuDxpX8baRV9-Hl-4UmfjMjTLFy7WCslN_3iSf4wVFlTBShyphenhyphenXTlDl-6cBSW2x0QlzTrZYFncvrU8mEV/s640/blogger-image-795557638.jpg"></a></div>After lunch, I continued my walk towards the centre and stumbled onto one of the wallet farms I.e. pickpocket havens. One of the 3 old tramlines that still criss cross Lisbon. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg60Ru4Z2OYHjKPnScqXiwINPuZG5lzRVHoeue6XlDs79VOwE30yUIbLAxhydsU8EfNGG-11mbLonKbpafqMnwXFa9CjxBY4mTy90Ysloo4A9PtROJIAG78Ht86SISCUJsdf-pwub-l6Nx/s640/blogger-image--1225104108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg60Ru4Z2OYHjKPnScqXiwINPuZG5lzRVHoeue6XlDs79VOwE30yUIbLAxhydsU8EfNGG-11mbLonKbpafqMnwXFa9CjxBY4mTy90Ysloo4A9PtROJIAG78Ht86SISCUJsdf-pwub-l6Nx/s640/blogger-image--1225104108.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I was loosely walking towards <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Praça Luis de Camões which is from where the Chillout Free Walking Tour starts. I was planning to walk that on Saturday. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">On that square, haircuts and shaves were happening. I couldn't figure out for what but...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbfcDhu5MTejZe5aRp_z7k67qSkMCC17r7qnJdjW2yXXHrm6ydu0RX3-upxiRmQ5jot2RO0Ym6yaLCeKpi9iCszfHe5zazJ5jNF0KeSVBFZLArVBomBdRCzqgIjpXVAATSXBn2r5fp1ut/s640/blogger-image-680146299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbfcDhu5MTejZe5aRp_z7k67qSkMCC17r7qnJdjW2yXXHrm6ydu0RX3-upxiRmQ5jot2RO0Ym6yaLCeKpi9iCszfHe5zazJ5jNF0KeSVBFZLArVBomBdRCzqgIjpXVAATSXBn2r5fp1ut/s640/blogger-image-680146299.jpg"></a></div>...there was a poster with different hairstyles as if a punter could choose. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9puHZeKdwxmYi6FzSreku_SdulrX9a8cIe-gOdMFkIJiHJ0JHt-DJs1-gl_QwHesEgll8TQXR8FgB0gaUP_yX-a78KgmU2kaJsGzp1ulTfhzSE5sy6ur8DyF93pMBMRYFvccLRbMv_Qg8/s640/blogger-image-1466627956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9puHZeKdwxmYi6FzSreku_SdulrX9a8cIe-gOdMFkIJiHJ0JHt-DJs1-gl_QwHesEgll8TQXR8FgB0gaUP_yX-a78KgmU2kaJsGzp1ulTfhzSE5sy6ur8DyF93pMBMRYFvccLRbMv_Qg8/s640/blogger-image-1466627956.jpg"></a></div>To my amazement, coincidentally the time was just a few minutes before 3pm. There a two daily walking tours, at 10am and, you guessed it, 3pm. So I asked the guide if i could join in which of course I could. More tips. Here is the guide. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYKzQIfOyy2vg5C8R0rMYsSniy8nMVgKKHto4i9TefVySdM3bG4kbt15tCyqmWuCEg3pFu-dJa5DE0pKluwQ7DeElL43pdbJQqbqv3cyJYhASaQ3l4VcoJ-oaLC83aL8Pph7N3Bpk-4rF/s640/blogger-image-1562012072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYKzQIfOyy2vg5C8R0rMYsSniy8nMVgKKHto4i9TefVySdM3bG4kbt15tCyqmWuCEg3pFu-dJa5DE0pKluwQ7DeElL43pdbJQqbqv3cyJYhASaQ3l4VcoJ-oaLC83aL8Pph7N3Bpk-4rF/s640/blogger-image-1562012072.jpg"></a></div>No, I can't recall why he touched his nose like that either so I include a second photo which makes him more justice. He was a very expressive guy, with good English and great stories. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsydjzvnqMFrHgK3jvN1Ko336DNGy-KFNAj-hS3_UJT9jilq-RiQwIqC4g7WXWRdkSjrpYog8a91QjzJt7cJbKyVMwY4_cAx9N06Zpznc-BJWQtUgMFKOPXc6rmBrHy8_yRxZ44H5CLxsP/s640/blogger-image-1960372091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsydjzvnqMFrHgK3jvN1Ko336DNGy-KFNAj-hS3_UJT9jilq-RiQwIqC4g7WXWRdkSjrpYog8a91QjzJt7cJbKyVMwY4_cAx9N06Zpznc-BJWQtUgMFKOPXc6rmBrHy8_yRxZ44H5CLxsP/s640/blogger-image-1960372091.jpg"></a></div>The guide, I think his name was Noun or something similar, took us through 3 Lisbon neighborhoods. First Bairro Alto / Chirrado, the bohemian district. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Noun pointed out this particular church, Igreja de São Roque, and asked us to quickly check out the inside. Why? Because the church was very elaborate inside and had more gold than any other church I have ever been to. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoOarUmqjneOeZ4lZDIjQ-lQmWzlbzLMetupiy9v4heFQx-SHQ8ELDLLdfrLOVX2Us7I1QLZyHJ6JehvgiEK2KTBAbvPIUGVV6IpG-jv7ypND6RQumHPyhxrkfc4JR33zy1_VbijJo57zm/s640/blogger-image--35750650.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoOarUmqjneOeZ4lZDIjQ-lQmWzlbzLMetupiy9v4heFQx-SHQ8ELDLLdfrLOVX2Us7I1QLZyHJ6JehvgiEK2KTBAbvPIUGVV6IpG-jv7ypND6RQumHPyhxrkfc4JR33zy1_VbijJo57zm/s640/blogger-image--35750650.jpg"></a></div>At Comando Geral, the military headquarters, things were pretty relaxed. Two booths for armed guards but only one there. The guard initially stood at the right booth, but workmen needed access to it so he moved to the left booth. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh568oIaZJs_3xi8pJ863p5jow_qPlBvKgeXv9GAm8Zf9-xYs0cf5-GgOfzdrQbwkd0ijoOouPd7Xa66a2HWF_9krIn0SzO-vbtDgVBN1JTaID5BTxUjWe8Br1p8v4E6dnVOcYOuZRhjWlO/s640/blogger-image--887352709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh568oIaZJs_3xi8pJ863p5jow_qPlBvKgeXv9GAm8Zf9-xYs0cf5-GgOfzdrQbwkd0ijoOouPd7Xa66a2HWF_9krIn0SzO-vbtDgVBN1JTaID5BTxUjWe8Br1p8v4E6dnVOcYOuZRhjWlO/s640/blogger-image--887352709.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Down at Praça do Comércio, in the Baixa district of Lisbon, the sun started to set. This is the big square by the river Tagus where the Royal palace stood until that devastating earthquake in 1755. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2y_u99f4cKucdTX5GGflrd9ohgqR8oBj0v8VAcDJa8HZ0t0xNxuXCvthO1YyI1Yx7p7OJRy2OCSR8AvcqB95Aksstw1zDB26TrTIY4I7Fetq1AEG9Tv86b3K8vJGWT_6IaUi5wlvD5dY/s640/blogger-image--1478052148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2y_u99f4cKucdTX5GGflrd9ohgqR8oBj0v8VAcDJa8HZ0t0xNxuXCvthO1YyI1Yx7p7OJRy2OCSR8AvcqB95Aksstw1zDB26TrTIY4I7Fetq1AEG9Tv86b3K8vJGWT_6IaUi5wlvD5dY/s640/blogger-image--1478052148.jpg"></a></div></div>Our guide spent some time explaining this statue of the last king of Portugal, which has been a republic since after that earthquake. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The king, instead of overseeing the rebuild of Lisbon, moved to Rio de Janeiro and "governed" Portugal from there. That didn't go well with the Portuguese people so so bye bye monarchy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">They raised this statue later to mock that king. It is apparently filled with symbolism. No crown but something waverly ridiculous. The king looks out away from the city and towards Brazil. Even the horse is afraid. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">There are snakes at the foot of the rest of the statue. Apparently that is to detract birds, in particular pigeons. And according to our guide, it works. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_p2Fe1RtZ1wfK4PJfM8tu00ZqKkNboX-gou7AN6vflCBZRSVX-5MgNmCrcui2QOrhAqUITg1H12VbzWiSGLEYA_yrHroB392hflQg50zP1DiWA9B-M1qiO5FZH-PfVr6B4-wE7Pq9gqR/s640/blogger-image--164077413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_p2Fe1RtZ1wfK4PJfM8tu00ZqKkNboX-gou7AN6vflCBZRSVX-5MgNmCrcui2QOrhAqUITg1H12VbzWiSGLEYA_yrHroB392hflQg50zP1DiWA9B-M1qiO5FZH-PfVr6B4-wE7Pq9gqR/s640/blogger-image--164077413.jpg"></a></div>By the way, our walking group was huge. More punters arrived after me and I would guess between 30 and 40 all up. It did make it hard to hear everything the guide said. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCn_xpqm9LRwkwh8R6_Y3QzUg2rsAr1FTFpUrgL5KXULT_lIrcg3KJP6Sjg0chFNz8y43fbGP-Fhsyup_wIQKfnATp5jV0uNo-xC_KjhVqZxWT47WiX6Tp-bbEt2W93fN9bX3rFVyPAZql/s640/blogger-image-644262826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCn_xpqm9LRwkwh8R6_Y3QzUg2rsAr1FTFpUrgL5KXULT_lIrcg3KJP6Sjg0chFNz8y43fbGP-Fhsyup_wIQKfnATp5jV0uNo-xC_KjhVqZxWT47WiX6Tp-bbEt2W93fN9bX3rFVyPAZql/s640/blogger-image-644262826.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This interesting looking building is called Casa dos Bicos and is now a museum dedicated to Portugal's only Nobel price winner (literature), Jose Saramago's life. </div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5I4bYyMC0onNTy5qMSFfgcXMR-e-1-oK7fS8RClyaNfGsup2FbGwn23n3QxudaVMFi6H3xiY60unqZoJ2B7IA2peVGFavkyIcKq4gPVmcdqOOTd3hJ0dgJNUTmAEnTOSZeLXAI53oD-i/s640/blogger-image--979860536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5I4bYyMC0onNTy5qMSFfgcXMR-e-1-oK7fS8RClyaNfGsup2FbGwn23n3QxudaVMFi6H3xiY60unqZoJ2B7IA2peVGFavkyIcKq4gPVmcdqOOTd3hJ0dgJNUTmAEnTOSZeLXAI53oD-i/s640/blogger-image--979860536.jpg"></a></div>The tour then continued into the Alfama neighborhood and I here take the liberty of coping an overview from Tripadvisor: </div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"The <b>Alfama</b> (<small>Portuguese pronunciation: </small><span title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)">[aɫˈfɐmɐ]</span>) is the oldest district of Lisbon, spreading on the slope between the São Jorge Castle and the Tejo river. Its name comes from the Arabic <i>Al-hamma</i>, meaning "hot fountains" or "baths" (the name "Alfama" could also be derived from the Arabic word <i>Alfamm</i>, meaning the "mouth" in Arabic. It is pronounced variously depending on the location of the word in a sentence). The district includes the <i>freguesias</i> (parishes) of São Miguel, Santo Estêvão, São Vicente de Fora and part of the two streets, "Freguesia da Sé: Rua do Barão" and "Rua São João da Praça". It contains many important historical attractions, as well as an abundance of Fado bars and restaurants."</span></div><div><br></div><div>Case in point. This little square had hot baths in its days (a fountain is still running water), was built by the Moors. It is now called Rua da Judaria since after the Moors were thrown out, this was a Jewish neighborhood. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivii9Wu7HQBhyphenhyphen3EqZKtyZ0ATlqTrfIyAf3w4YuFPQnzY9ZuLeZsS8dIYqew8CxMrs5yYjD-uWsO5ygBWjwWMloHxadqXxLyEB8OCyrHmQzT_BRmGiVAfl9BCCwBT9tHsICp8vftqNn3dP8/s640/blogger-image--291285225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivii9Wu7HQBhyphenhyphen3EqZKtyZ0ATlqTrfIyAf3w4YuFPQnzY9ZuLeZsS8dIYqew8CxMrs5yYjD-uWsO5ygBWjwWMloHxadqXxLyEB8OCyrHmQzT_BRmGiVAfl9BCCwBT9tHsICp8vftqNn3dP8/s640/blogger-image--291285225.jpg"></a></div>The narrow lanes of Alfama provide for some shadowy photography in the dark. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpcVR36MslQQhyphenhyphen-Po6n0-jhSYBscZinixQY2i_45VlccCz9KfqT9TSdgNy9EjpvuHMj_xD49mCMIknMlWheul0uDOZ1qOsuGHkZF6rWncmM01cl7cSBNV1E29bxAoIL3Njjyv6ETlnht5X/s640/blogger-image-1333807185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpcVR36MslQQhyphenhyphen-Po6n0-jhSYBscZinixQY2i_45VlccCz9KfqT9TSdgNy9EjpvuHMj_xD49mCMIknMlWheul0uDOZ1qOsuGHkZF6rWncmM01cl7cSBNV1E29bxAoIL3Njjyv6ETlnht5X/s640/blogger-image-1333807185.jpg"></a></div>The tour finished here, at a little modest square that the Guide said all Lisbon residents knew about. And that was because of its name. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf14F9zP9xzBQW-HcShS5HrwpVw3rzCX2Wq06OMh4J42A3-orvqsHz0fE2l5ZuXUgqctnGXWSGcbbSE4V2hh74JwjLEtSSGkzGSD7UVLFNK0AjlGX2_BTQyXy0nRDfjF0dKnCdH6tbSA1R/s640/blogger-image--730548539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf14F9zP9xzBQW-HcShS5HrwpVw3rzCX2Wq06OMh4J42A3-orvqsHz0fE2l5ZuXUgqctnGXWSGcbbSE4V2hh74JwjLEtSSGkzGSD7UVLFNK0AjlGX2_BTQyXy0nRDfjF0dKnCdH6tbSA1R/s640/blogger-image--730548539.jpg"></a></div>Jardim de Pichas Murchas means literally "Garden of wilted cocks" (check it out!!). </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLe1xZHERdXVc4rUpRrjIah0U9j_rbGSH2t66gTiZ4tUnqJkcNBTuXkSbRrBHqDsJCxaGLdEgYj42k_Le4Ya5tqdqu4dN-Q8_XqJrqPRQG6814pa8NzflpHDYObstdQugC_mA-yo8QKLr5/s640/blogger-image--679006979.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLe1xZHERdXVc4rUpRrjIah0U9j_rbGSH2t66gTiZ4tUnqJkcNBTuXkSbRrBHqDsJCxaGLdEgYj42k_Le4Ya5tqdqu4dN-Q8_XqJrqPRQG6814pa8NzflpHDYObstdQugC_mA-yo8QKLr5/s640/blogger-image--679006979.jpg"></a></div>The background to the little square's name is that there used to the benches and tables there and old men used to congregate to play games and chat. Some comedian one night created a sign in the city style with the "new name" and put it up. For some reason, the city council thought that it was funny and left the sign there. </div><div><br></div><div>Needless to say, the old men moved elsewhere because who wants to hang around at such a place. The council subsequently took away the tables and benches but the name stood. </div><div><br></div><div>Great story and ending to an excellent tour. I need to return and check out many of the places that we passed. </div><div><br></div><div>I wandered home after the tour, taking a few night pics along the way as the night life began. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTssbjFfrg4rgr7eE9YcHBdZopqTM_zfQCMOaXPuaERCAlzdGkaJiyo0bwPMcJXW8wYBTle7dGtw8IR3xGjvQqIWiacAU4GlFPk5JNvbTUAPxkmK_n94IvAv7ZuO0lrDQvJCT1BFxMR-I/s640/blogger-image-1364382155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTssbjFfrg4rgr7eE9YcHBdZopqTM_zfQCMOaXPuaERCAlzdGkaJiyo0bwPMcJXW8wYBTle7dGtw8IR3xGjvQqIWiacAU4GlFPk5JNvbTUAPxkmK_n94IvAv7ZuO0lrDQvJCT1BFxMR-I/s640/blogger-image-1364382155.jpg"></a></div>Rua Augusta is a pedestrian mall north from opposite Praça Do Comércio, you can see the statue again in the distance above. It became increasingly touristy as I walked through it so no more pictures after this last one. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmDeWU2nfDQalaKIPiFQlxx_vwIbJX0tMFrocNYOQuCJ0NTwDGi6Sc_sE41FEVLW5q69EaJqU7rOsWh-dk5i4_VG_wn8wvA-7mww1zQmm-vLqE8B2kW03bNRJVA9BRcZD2XObk3eExkOIN/s640/blogger-image-457257930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmDeWU2nfDQalaKIPiFQlxx_vwIbJX0tMFrocNYOQuCJ0NTwDGi6Sc_sE41FEVLW5q69EaJqU7rOsWh-dk5i4_VG_wn8wvA-7mww1zQmm-vLqE8B2kW03bNRJVA9BRcZD2XObk3eExkOIN/s640/blogger-image-457257930.jpg"></a></div>Back at Hotel Nacional around 8.30pm pretty tired at what seemed like a long day. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-84552362470880427412015-11-05T09:21:00.001-08:002015-11-05T11:42:44.118-08:00Thu 5 Nov - Faro R&R Day 2<div>Well, I didn't find Faro to be a very interesting town. So I decided to do a day trip. By train. To another town along the Algarve coast called Tavira. </div><div><br></div><div>You see, I had even found the below opinion in a book about Portugal and the Algarve coast. Yes, Faro fits into the "worst of Algarve" while Tavira is "better". <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iOv-LcQOq8yikmDJO6bjbwvqZ0ecCtoQjK6AsHdTZHZD3gX09kczfcshHdT8Zr9unZuJ8Dm39eDBZdqI01FLaba-96PJICFChZoFaGIa9NJw4TRP1bdx1XsWz15WGNQ7GX1aIMGl_-2l/s640/blogger-image--1544473141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iOv-LcQOq8yikmDJO6bjbwvqZ0ecCtoQjK6AsHdTZHZD3gX09kczfcshHdT8Zr9unZuJ8Dm39eDBZdqI01FLaba-96PJICFChZoFaGIa9NJw4TRP1bdx1XsWz15WGNQ7GX1aIMGl_-2l/s640/blogger-image--1544473141.jpg"></a></div></div><div>On the train with my return ticket. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydikeRmHVS2U3W1Uv-mWu2E_3WMBtpvYUg-pwlzFtMcecuqkr_yiIh-NxBuM0zZxM3X3yg7mOozs6qHe4gqD5f0I0dLYKtAHWiR1ptrFFXiVLoBGzzFnx83RvWg4RnJCwS5YvnCQnBzrm/s640/blogger-image--2030530840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydikeRmHVS2U3W1Uv-mWu2E_3WMBtpvYUg-pwlzFtMcecuqkr_yiIh-NxBuM0zZxM3X3yg7mOozs6qHe4gqD5f0I0dLYKtAHWiR1ptrFFXiVLoBGzzFnx83RvWg4RnJCwS5YvnCQnBzrm/s640/blogger-image--2030530840.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The views from the train were not that exciting. It looked pretty much like the below all the time apart from the train stations in villages and small towns. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLi5d9BFrL_8_weBQH9JRHa0Ch2i7kYvkMGLpdGfe4_yln-HKJZWj8KGeOTicEjzipFXFOm9lrjaQhxUEo3fmnW3S-B1mGF3iwgoR2TM3erFgHJ0IoqwOMUhF1elZngsPPWDxp9ispu59K/s640/blogger-image-1461557695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLi5d9BFrL_8_weBQH9JRHa0Ch2i7kYvkMGLpdGfe4_yln-HKJZWj8KGeOTicEjzipFXFOm9lrjaQhxUEo3fmnW3S-B1mGF3iwgoR2TM3erFgHJ0IoqwOMUhF1elZngsPPWDxp9ispu59K/s640/blogger-image-1461557695.jpg"></a></div>There was an interesting military themed statue outside the Tavira train station. Who is this soldier waving to?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDR612ufPx69T5y4x4VksyjVSXnG6JXFQVskcFDEu9bGYqnHyK5xIej6qNU9Qd9SIilcyg39mZa4edQQqsSEhv35T6ENDVMj3eKxJMTFJzfH7YGiUKD9-5a9FQw9-rKr9v-X3lMYcgmUy/s640/blogger-image-1160728901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDR612ufPx69T5y4x4VksyjVSXnG6JXFQVskcFDEu9bGYqnHyK5xIej6qNU9Qd9SIilcyg39mZa4edQQqsSEhv35T6ENDVMj3eKxJMTFJzfH7YGiUKD9-5a9FQw9-rKr9v-X3lMYcgmUy/s640/blogger-image-1160728901.jpg"></a></div>The soldier is waving goodbye to his loved one, presumably to go somewhere to fight. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqg_01wcvtBaFSuGzcnluykxiKmbLykEMObFuBCMx8a7BcM6zFOZYb_swGzPj1SKYbAyVt715TSdTefwzG5u-THNdz7qyFr-eddru8Z5gQJcg2x-fnLuYFzk7oHpEF-wZC259QVTOtbVja/s640/blogger-image-1240399528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqg_01wcvtBaFSuGzcnluykxiKmbLykEMObFuBCMx8a7BcM6zFOZYb_swGzPj1SKYbAyVt715TSdTefwzG5u-THNdz7qyFr-eddru8Z5gQJcg2x-fnLuYFzk7oHpEF-wZC259QVTOtbVja/s640/blogger-image-1240399528.jpg"></a></div>Also next to Tavira train station is a good ol' Lidl. Yet to find its way to Australia as Aldi has done so successfully. I had to go in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacKP9SdH9G_QDXHFL1xtO_1TM1R7abuNRJ_UAUFps_gCP3dFzZ1o4YAwZn3BQkUt__72_B1AYIhSonhVpYGMp52bs_4JMMXhlo9JXLk6ZAS1YNympL6kI6DMOkclyM46y0ddJW7k8rYri/s640/blogger-image-2041049429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacKP9SdH9G_QDXHFL1xtO_1TM1R7abuNRJ_UAUFps_gCP3dFzZ1o4YAwZn3BQkUt__72_B1AYIhSonhVpYGMp52bs_4JMMXhlo9JXLk6ZAS1YNympL6kI6DMOkclyM46y0ddJW7k8rYri/s640/blogger-image-2041049429.jpg"></a></div>Lidl had a large bakery section, not so surprising, but the way you get your chosen bread or pastry was quite innovative. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">At Aldi in Australia, you just grab your bakery item with a tong. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Here you scope it to the side where you can grab it without touching anything else. Seemed to work apart from that some earlier customer had left their items there and walked away. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfNA14_okFqHwIwx3j-_z2oqOOV0TWIHYtwdSaj_-aOb-q9J-W9yxTIe3coFc8rNQXQWbilrDif9MDeO3wBJLg9pbFNrtqAXNgGDWUUr_U8QcXQQM68sYkQrr6PprtFCT-GNpa5uKqayq/s640/blogger-image--497542120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfNA14_okFqHwIwx3j-_z2oqOOV0TWIHYtwdSaj_-aOb-q9J-W9yxTIe3coFc8rNQXQWbilrDif9MDeO3wBJLg9pbFNrtqAXNgGDWUUr_U8QcXQQM68sYkQrr6PprtFCT-GNpa5uKqayq/s640/blogger-image--497542120.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">OK, time to explore Tavira. I walked down to its Centro and to its river Rio Gilao. The old bridge is called Ponte Romana. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFKvxKrjyl-jRoVOqTA1_P11QqOL3-m698eOHpLgh1PXAtdGc4WQzPVZvYrD0-t8loF9xMMVc9_qhpUW6pbPJ0B1U6BRQNq7V9y9O7aAaYB69K4ek9A4AkhDsTrrdT3j2IWTsuUu7Buv3/s640/blogger-image-2042484628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFKvxKrjyl-jRoVOqTA1_P11QqOL3-m698eOHpLgh1PXAtdGc4WQzPVZvYrD0-t8loF9xMMVc9_qhpUW6pbPJ0B1U6BRQNq7V9y9O7aAaYB69K4ek9A4AkhDsTrrdT3j2IWTsuUu7Buv3/s640/blogger-image-2042484628.jpg"></a></div>There was a newer "temporary" bridge nearby. Ponte Romano was destroyed during flooding some 20 odd years ago and the military built this very temporary bridge. It can probably be "temporary" for a very long time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGxfdkhM-OAlwOGR5Do31rSQIuWivD1budqi6ve4BzJzI-wmSfDFOpf9SCGPzDYLrhJRnmRTdOtj8j1j9Qn7-GpOM2Mnd_hU53-0m4eLJDWUki4vjRjBQIy4Rqxv5Deyd1Qb4fW8hOgIVz/s640/blogger-image--1815598135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGxfdkhM-OAlwOGR5Do31rSQIuWivD1budqi6ve4BzJzI-wmSfDFOpf9SCGPzDYLrhJRnmRTdOtj8j1j9Qn7-GpOM2Mnd_hU53-0m4eLJDWUki4vjRjBQIy4Rqxv5Deyd1Qb4fW8hOgIVz/s640/blogger-image--1815598135.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Views from Ponte Romana. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2t_QXQhQmCG_T-hiVmCEouN5FKo5e-23Mf84TgEvUBA0SugfFvjU5NAYOInQVrMGbsQKMaVwmYb3HeUKw-t0k423CdStYtl_GzQFS4-DQaOE1ZhyphenhyphenNCQd1VyDoZza1EZjmQzzN19sb0CYu/s640/blogger-image--1979645374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2t_QXQhQmCG_T-hiVmCEouN5FKo5e-23Mf84TgEvUBA0SugfFvjU5NAYOInQVrMGbsQKMaVwmYb3HeUKw-t0k423CdStYtl_GzQFS4-DQaOE1ZhyphenhyphenNCQd1VyDoZza1EZjmQzzN19sb0CYu/s640/blogger-image--1979645374.jpg"></a></div></div>On the north side of Ponte Romana is a big square filled with tourist restaurants (behind me), but down from up the hill comes a... Tuk Tuk. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MUUqkbT2rFldbA3odWjKqGDqd2K-b-5rdmqCBgQ71x50BLlA-_yJdmmoeNYe-EnbegXIo03g5kwiKKD7RdFjpU6kyY_DtQsM7ExIsafBl2Njo2oDon-ffXg4NZVBNBHCuhijs_jOb9oT/s640/blogger-image-199531633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MUUqkbT2rFldbA3odWjKqGDqd2K-b-5rdmqCBgQ71x50BLlA-_yJdmmoeNYe-EnbegXIo03g5kwiKKD7RdFjpU6kyY_DtQsM7ExIsafBl2Njo2oDon-ffXg4NZVBNBHCuhijs_jOb9oT/s640/blogger-image-199531633.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Down the other way. The tourist restaurants on the left side towards the river. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBNLj6de3-xiFQhNyKg06hmwKC02q9_KYviB4TPb3CBlEnte4ptFKlk-ufJ4RXwGRzXGIP8cRAO-Xc2uxfjYJk9rYR_jH1dhSSwRSjM9KvIJS9g4kGwio3SbT3DMDlnuVzoLc4BPlpG5K/s640/blogger-image-1318092809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBNLj6de3-xiFQhNyKg06hmwKC02q9_KYviB4TPb3CBlEnte4ptFKlk-ufJ4RXwGRzXGIP8cRAO-Xc2uxfjYJk9rYR_jH1dhSSwRSjM9KvIJS9g4kGwio3SbT3DMDlnuVzoLc4BPlpG5K/s640/blogger-image-1318092809.jpg"></a></div>There is a Swedish / Scandinavian connection here as real estate agents seem to target them as well as the Germans, British and Dutch. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxrVPb6L67yTbr4czkZXXJiiNce0DDnWb4POH8pHbjmc4CacXVUA0joPWk52y4Qy3-d1ZO988r3Tl64lOq6a-NP0-S9NK6QRMMYX_XjpL_3BPSePDW6l2YmCfNIjJjTCo-EF2Y6ZKIaMpz/s640/blogger-image-1409055096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxrVPb6L67yTbr4czkZXXJiiNce0DDnWb4POH8pHbjmc4CacXVUA0joPWk52y4Qy3-d1ZO988r3Tl64lOq6a-NP0-S9NK6QRMMYX_XjpL_3BPSePDW6l2YmCfNIjJjTCo-EF2Y6ZKIaMpz/s640/blogger-image-1409055096.jpg"></a></div>Love this knockers... </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwY37qN3K9-Xe4s2veWFjPI9pz3W1RFZH85W3MdyYb40wJ0Tgnii1mLJ8Qy9foL9CTfSsOwNx-uQcVJicBuCHhsTaPXE5iNtwG5qTo3XY3SDNCwvhJwYpSG6miD8Fc0VTEhkCe5LodyiG/s640/blogger-image-1384830457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwY37qN3K9-Xe4s2veWFjPI9pz3W1RFZH85W3MdyYb40wJ0Tgnii1mLJ8Qy9foL9CTfSsOwNx-uQcVJicBuCHhsTaPXE5iNtwG5qTo3XY3SDNCwvhJwYpSG6miD8Fc0VTEhkCe5LodyiG/s640/blogger-image-1384830457.jpg"></a></div>Time for a cuppa. At this square and the cafe to the left...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjRSXrGGnWvhlYQk0SUNkpvrCelXxU9FZSXs5sfxEOeHvGVt3CP7A9X-Q3MI23t6GYOCR6sp65lBZTHO_jHAKiRPkUJZ6KUUDbDqtn1Do9LEikQk-iXcRJLXoXj8uaiNcBREQG6h8zFraY/s640/blogger-image-565621245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjRSXrGGnWvhlYQk0SUNkpvrCelXxU9FZSXs5sfxEOeHvGVt3CP7A9X-Q3MI23t6GYOCR6sp65lBZTHO_jHAKiRPkUJZ6KUUDbDqtn1Do9LEikQk-iXcRJLXoXj8uaiNcBREQG6h8zFraY/s640/blogger-image-565621245.jpg"></a></div>...where I sat for a while relaxing and listening to the nearby Portuguese coffee drinkers all talking and nobody listening. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOXFrwP9j6InQNMFXbgWFXDdWAbpPl9BPrAKUknxCe7e_KXUcQ3jYZdzjH8_YAQ8114tc5QQ9ldDXEtXDvBTY_-vi2f8B3tXFxrKz2usGK0XAexK_2zLOxkW6VisvNuHGJh2yVVI1GDSV/s640/blogger-image-1560355584.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOXFrwP9j6InQNMFXbgWFXDdWAbpPl9BPrAKUknxCe7e_KXUcQ3jYZdzjH8_YAQ8114tc5QQ9ldDXEtXDvBTY_-vi2f8B3tXFxrKz2usGK0XAexK_2zLOxkW6VisvNuHGJh2yVVI1GDSV/s640/blogger-image-1560355584.jpg"></a></div>This was a fun tourist attraction that I stumbled upon. In this old converted water tower there is a Camera Obscura as they called it. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6Ep496xEiYqR9w_R5fkiJBZwZJAw_Grts7pEtIarmCWi_g73cggyS24xtIYSJhyUeCY0TpZfA6teVrAmzTMNowdFd7GWQI0etc_3olpUEYJkpYlC-foGWhRx0ePGQkKmYFToyARU2hDY/s640/blogger-image--405026496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6Ep496xEiYqR9w_R5fkiJBZwZJAw_Grts7pEtIarmCWi_g73cggyS24xtIYSJhyUeCY0TpZfA6teVrAmzTMNowdFd7GWQI0etc_3olpUEYJkpYlC-foGWhRx0ePGQkKmYFToyARU2hDY/s640/blogger-image--405026496.jpg"></a></div>For a 3€ you can get in and take the lift to the top. There is this. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8dnzBG7kvuemB9Ty-r-uJkiGBbUZg7axrrgS4uLxZW8YtlDdafDWZmWr2EWc0iErkTGgeyANATGbnD5T0IVXJ7GdamXB_6V8sb6NMOfYCsuc54JVFPSwDWmPG459R42g7O7_vMWBAHEW/s640/blogger-image-1379755580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8dnzBG7kvuemB9Ty-r-uJkiGBbUZg7axrrgS4uLxZW8YtlDdafDWZmWr2EWc0iErkTGgeyANATGbnD5T0IVXJ7GdamXB_6V8sb6NMOfYCsuc54JVFPSwDWmPG459R42g7O7_vMWBAHEW/s640/blogger-image-1379755580.jpg"></a></div>Up there is one lense and two mirrors. And lights of course. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCf0wb20FRT2Y2YN6N20y95-M8nIRd6_5tBSZitmwJem6MqEiSA1uU0OGzfltFbBsAI7VNnhfgXKu3QP_ieDmXMQDFHUNV8Ur18tz9lWnFz21in13MuFbn3tjjg57OxtEmtQWWEyosKPH/s640/blogger-image--1898779783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCf0wb20FRT2Y2YN6N20y95-M8nIRd6_5tBSZitmwJem6MqEiSA1uU0OGzfltFbBsAI7VNnhfgXKu3QP_ieDmXMQDFHUNV8Ur18tz9lWnFz21in13MuFbn3tjjg57OxtEmtQWWEyosKPH/s640/blogger-image--1898779783.jpg"></a></div>The positioning of the lense / mirrors (not sure which ones, forgot to ask) can be controlled from below. Hence you can move around and get a 360 degrees view of Tavira. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUs6xzHg1gbIToLws-oYTxAoxyUFrbkmxnwmUwuj6dv1SrsRfur8yv-nB8KVkUgzU_z8Km9DrB7nKnfWwLWB9Lna8lOfZefmcbI4Bk1yzADkuyTcGYYrivHYlXRV4mjfIRqSBznA_WyDz/s640/blogger-image-1136834952.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUs6xzHg1gbIToLws-oYTxAoxyUFrbkmxnwmUwuj6dv1SrsRfur8yv-nB8KVkUgzU_z8Km9DrB7nKnfWwLWB9Lna8lOfZefmcbI4Bk1yzADkuyTcGYYrivHYlXRV4mjfIRqSBznA_WyDz/s640/blogger-image-1136834952.jpg"></a></div>The lady operator thought this was a fun trick. She had pieces of folded paper that she put where the cars on the bridge would pass. Yes, that worked. Looked fun. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQLrBb8f3s3TxS4SSwdIMC_WyIIVFof2pyatEprEcDUYgILrabvoQ8eGVQx3u1BmqsL5UmhFY1luBwlNjVaLYD6X9PWMC9SlhTC_-lunH9_gPRmH_piJPb63rAfaq0Qrc6fh2bfazKKGR/s640/blogger-image-115009760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQLrBb8f3s3TxS4SSwdIMC_WyIIVFof2pyatEprEcDUYgILrabvoQ8eGVQx3u1BmqsL5UmhFY1luBwlNjVaLYD6X9PWMC9SlhTC_-lunH9_gPRmH_piJPb63rAfaq0Qrc6fh2bfazKKGR/s640/blogger-image-115009760.jpg"></a></div>One more photo for fun. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZCUybTGN676fdNq4Xadsjxk6zWKseGKxRnK0gUZVR3gLWLo0C-sV4lTwq_baFFObKwWK5xiZ8K92QRdOzcGK6oKmAChKV5oL6eA-qsX7W8_94cqa9iFX2gLZyRXaQQh1TAgJgUuFtxqSi/s640/blogger-image--690593064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZCUybTGN676fdNq4Xadsjxk6zWKseGKxRnK0gUZVR3gLWLo0C-sV4lTwq_baFFObKwWK5xiZ8K92QRdOzcGK6oKmAChKV5oL6eA-qsX7W8_94cqa9iFX2gLZyRXaQQh1TAgJgUuFtxqSi/s640/blogger-image--690593064.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Almost opposite the water tower is the "old castle" and the stone walls. Well, what remained of both. Which was really no castle and very little wall. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0X2jp_rzgVPq_COJvaz5aiCktFNWLdEHhzNpNHIIlXX0fBapeXP_H0OHWHorBEjNCPLdHiYAS0IVDauJVoQQ3AT5aR0BsjKZA9wdzK2vt8F7goP9rCA_0ZPSVjbMnO912HV_LdCKGa48/s640/blogger-image--1230457069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0X2jp_rzgVPq_COJvaz5aiCktFNWLdEHhzNpNHIIlXX0fBapeXP_H0OHWHorBEjNCPLdHiYAS0IVDauJVoQQ3AT5aR0BsjKZA9wdzK2vt8F7goP9rCA_0ZPSVjbMnO912HV_LdCKGa48/s640/blogger-image--1230457069.jpg"></a></div></div>The fun thing about the castle though was that you could wander up the stairs and up to the top of the wall. But you do it at your own risk. Nothing to hold on to. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh238YxFAvUidJP9MrDHb5i-_VSWtw13b5Zu1DMCL3QelLOOHoG8qd3PzKt8SI6q38Qj7E80wWFnR1xq2GAFu3BELDcqemT1WdTeO5-UWxm0r3fg6_q2Ig6SwkVhdtbNuuxbsThCy2ee1i/s640/blogger-image-1976847948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh238YxFAvUidJP9MrDHb5i-_VSWtw13b5Zu1DMCL3QelLOOHoG8qd3PzKt8SI6q38Qj7E80wWFnR1xq2GAFu3BELDcqemT1WdTeO5-UWxm0r3fg6_q2Ig6SwkVhdtbNuuxbsThCy2ee1i/s640/blogger-image-1976847948.jpg"></a></div>I tried it of course. Not as scary as it was made out to be. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULXerKxoe13lruP5v8gnNFoysW7i6aiAynieomTWlPgYgyB9VFpP8UfUNP3-pBB-7oUdOD2CXXEHu6cG1XegkFm0owRIB6EXeTh-Kk4TVpRVzxHctDSIrPTrkOaTVdhz6Pc_xXGwcgXdZ/s640/blogger-image-1023844730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULXerKxoe13lruP5v8gnNFoysW7i6aiAynieomTWlPgYgyB9VFpP8UfUNP3-pBB-7oUdOD2CXXEHu6cG1XegkFm0owRIB6EXeTh-Kk4TVpRVzxHctDSIrPTrkOaTVdhz6Pc_xXGwcgXdZ/s640/blogger-image-1023844730.jpg"></a></div>I then passed this place celebrating Fado and its history. For the uninitiated, Fado has been referred to as Portuguese blues, very sentimental music and seems to still be popular, not just with the tourists. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLDZWTi3msiIJSpIYncdyK1DYHBsVBsGK_d2xp44YBn-5fYa9r6IjBMpP13KuazWpgYhYgNcOsfbBvczHVsv7ZsSBVLD3E0WVvG-YUEu1t8Sr8GGEEg5Pt_4ycHTgodl055iUw_X0TxHEn/s640/blogger-image--384241089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLDZWTi3msiIJSpIYncdyK1DYHBsVBsGK_d2xp44YBn-5fYa9r6IjBMpP13KuazWpgYhYgNcOsfbBvczHVsv7ZsSBVLD3E0WVvG-YUEu1t8Sr8GGEEg5Pt_4ycHTgodl055iUw_X0TxHEn/s640/blogger-image--384241089.jpg"></a></div>Unfortunately, a show had just started and the next one was not until almost 3 hours later. So I passed. </div><div><br></div><div>Hey, another Tuk Tuk. I'm not sure if you can see it but the company providing the service is called "Happytuktours". Should that not be "Happy Happy"?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKL6Zxg0NfMrfM51CfIra0BE28lYEeniYZtzRLqprbhoBzNHlWjcgfNZiEK0wASRlCnTpY5qzxDQTq0koNpUdHjSjFGJ_o0F1HHYZXY2u-1Ia7C6j5KD8T5zXdeaNLqlR-LO1WdjiV3iE/s640/blogger-image--813730329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKL6Zxg0NfMrfM51CfIra0BE28lYEeniYZtzRLqprbhoBzNHlWjcgfNZiEK0wASRlCnTpY5qzxDQTq0koNpUdHjSjFGJ_o0F1HHYZXY2u-1Ia7C6j5KD8T5zXdeaNLqlR-LO1WdjiV3iE/s640/blogger-image--813730329.jpg"></a></div>I wandered around a bit more to find a place for lunch. I didn't find it along the Rio Gilao but I found plenty of vessels. Both fishing boats and tourist vessels. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSEDiD51C1EiTjp2W6i-jvnn2tF9T6Cn2H5HBeHf3KrYpk8m8BQQZjiM37u-ZdweSIuloBC2Lrtztf1Uxp7gGo6gcA96QGk3gpE2M_c-A2bbjV8DLKvWLrZpjKysxkUvenub9lL9ir2FC6/s640/blogger-image--809496389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSEDiD51C1EiTjp2W6i-jvnn2tF9T6Cn2H5HBeHf3KrYpk8m8BQQZjiM37u-ZdweSIuloBC2Lrtztf1Uxp7gGo6gcA96QGk3gpE2M_c-A2bbjV8DLKvWLrZpjKysxkUvenub9lL9ir2FC6/s640/blogger-image--809496389.jpg"></a></div>More Swedish and Scandinavian connections. The sign under the German flag and the number 104 says "Nordic Club"... In Swedish. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTrGTuvIouYCUX4kcor2a_2K_79IfA0j4iCgwGDmTgk22D7wEFik9h4E5cvwtmD3Icxq5LOO6-xNWuoG0DzTF9pqWCOYsjxoPiKOt9KRRVf0wCFHUJdS01ErY_sIbBFT-VVEf3E6efbn4/s640/blogger-image-1046345846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTrGTuvIouYCUX4kcor2a_2K_79IfA0j4iCgwGDmTgk22D7wEFik9h4E5cvwtmD3Icxq5LOO6-xNWuoG0DzTF9pqWCOYsjxoPiKOt9KRRVf0wCFHUJdS01ErY_sIbBFT-VVEf3E6efbn4/s640/blogger-image-1046345846.jpg"></a></div>I saw that they also had 3 Swedish dishes on the menu. Written in Swedish. But that's not where I was going for lunch. I went to this place. That's my glass of Vino Tinto to the left. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmSABNqMVDjgep_tiuuxJc1DR2mXiRcargVBFwTp4SSG2iwCq3P7EmeMvmoojqSIIE9RpG37Rpfcy7vs9HRPh7c9WlIW5h6G71aKLoM89Qz__xJ8q18DN2TGo98y1IWhEC9F2G91jXy0uS/s640/blogger-image--546038699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmSABNqMVDjgep_tiuuxJc1DR2mXiRcargVBFwTp4SSG2iwCq3P7EmeMvmoojqSIIE9RpG37Rpfcy7vs9HRPh7c9WlIW5h6G71aKLoM89Qz__xJ8q18DN2TGo98y1IWhEC9F2G91jXy0uS/s640/blogger-image--546038699.jpg"></a></div>I had the daily meal of chicken tikka misala, a bit hotter than normal, with Indian bread as it was described on the Dutch and Spanish menus. On the English menu it was described as Naan. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUyoiyVzVBRFNvyxGfyC-STNpIiDWp2kW-8exbDcHfo-r7CqzqL0an1McRDHhSEehYbTmb_JwOfmAzBmaPSmdycUw4qEtCD1khLCE8vWaTQE7gpcuMFbM9Aabb_V-2GpOJxI65w1g-eJ_r/s640/blogger-image--1254418323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUyoiyVzVBRFNvyxGfyC-STNpIiDWp2kW-8exbDcHfo-r7CqzqL0an1McRDHhSEehYbTmb_JwOfmAzBmaPSmdycUw4qEtCD1khLCE8vWaTQE7gpcuMFbM9Aabb_V-2GpOJxI65w1g-eJ_r/s640/blogger-image--1254418323.jpg"></a></div>The Indian waiter spoke good English and when he found out that I came from Australia, he just wanted to talk cricket. Another Indian cricket tragic. </div><div><br></div><div>Live entertainment suddenly arrived. These guys were effectively singing karaoke. Accompanied by a tambourine. They were crap. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_a4XKG8iASYuUogDtbFWKmfidzCs2A1CBJ_gUqfhpFdibg79jj1_tDpJ9A8vjPvs-MFt1uo_7Bx5PbpmlOv7Qto8eNLDygsZabtPfh7BPg8W3pfinTBKZGgtScZD4TPPjaVFi40MM-mm/s640/blogger-image-1461970286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_a4XKG8iASYuUogDtbFWKmfidzCs2A1CBJ_gUqfhpFdibg79jj1_tDpJ9A8vjPvs-MFt1uo_7Bx5PbpmlOv7Qto8eNLDygsZabtPfh7BPg8W3pfinTBKZGgtScZD4TPPjaVFi40MM-mm/s640/blogger-image-1461970286.jpg"></a></div>I passed this church and heard beautiful piano music from therein. So I went inside. This guy was very good. I sat there for quite a while and listened to him playing classical pieces. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Hih-Fl8FAdt49faXhgyXYN9d-Fl-dMIo5sEQzxkCQhxoBX7LmPXKTg-9yHUGB5nOOlNe5oCknyDJJoZf176VSfg-49c_S2MagnZ2FhhtyMNAIS-2qs4XzCAjQI5ivJODx2mLbOx3bW5/s640/blogger-image--168436542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Hih-Fl8FAdt49faXhgyXYN9d-Fl-dMIo5sEQzxkCQhxoBX7LmPXKTg-9yHUGB5nOOlNe5oCknyDJJoZf176VSfg-49c_S2MagnZ2FhhtyMNAIS-2qs4XzCAjQI5ivJODx2mLbOx3bW5/s640/blogger-image--168436542.jpg"></a></div>The church contained this, in my view, somewhat macabre portrayal of Jesus. Yes, I assume that was him there inside. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsQgAF2zmZQuVG8A87P9cQlAv5k7kKVB6Obb7KgNhA3hxg6ivGBv5Sk-hTdtphYZcBA-rXuwAM5-Pk0qdvOAUDxnBrShEg5FhB9QNBpMjhyphenhyphenDm6557i2s-lPasFGkBgshp5kR8dmZpkO5rR/s640/blogger-image--918303545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsQgAF2zmZQuVG8A87P9cQlAv5k7kKVB6Obb7KgNhA3hxg6ivGBv5Sk-hTdtphYZcBA-rXuwAM5-Pk0qdvOAUDxnBrShEg5FhB9QNBpMjhyphenhyphenDm6557i2s-lPasFGkBgshp5kR8dmZpkO5rR/s640/blogger-image--918303545.jpg"></a></div>This is the Church of Santiago (I didn't pick up its Portuguese name) and...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49c8_a-xFPl9Apo7vOAIlZviMGwyFq-sRft4gVSewl5Vfvo5UAw0IxI7H9bbH7SYqRPodoq-_wKp1quFIx-93qnHFkP_F2WZ1I4cUuZmEvHGY7fxjxYsoT-9fZfx1phyphenhyphenCID0MxvvR5izf/s640/blogger-image--1490138366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49c8_a-xFPl9Apo7vOAIlZviMGwyFq-sRft4gVSewl5Vfvo5UAw0IxI7H9bbH7SYqRPodoq-_wKp1quFIx-93qnHFkP_F2WZ1I4cUuZmEvHGY7fxjxYsoT-9fZfx1phyphenhyphenCID0MxvvR5izf/s640/blogger-image--1490138366.jpg"></a></div>...what was outside if not something very familiar... Yet again...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJ2wEhENRt9iSc7ZP54uWYZjHBaraHhEaa7il5SHYWZZ7AZb047cWNvq4V4P5GG04W-Uce6GMHyI3UVemM8PNwDaHSoQY7x0z5vwEAS4aEWMlIWViMYk2bVo7ar-9aHE9qegQH6Goc1kF/s640/blogger-image--120462140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJ2wEhENRt9iSc7ZP54uWYZjHBaraHhEaa7il5SHYWZZ7AZb047cWNvq4V4P5GG04W-Uce6GMHyI3UVemM8PNwDaHSoQY7x0z5vwEAS4aEWMlIWViMYk2bVo7ar-9aHE9qegQH6Goc1kF/s640/blogger-image--120462140.jpg"></a></div>I was back in Faro by train just before 5pm, took the opportunity to settle my hotel bill the night before and then did some packing while enjoying a beer and some wine that I had left. </div><div><br></div><div>Off to Lisboa tomorrow. Train leaves 8.24am. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-72462342263602367342015-11-04T00:57:00.001-08:002015-11-05T00:06:38.636-08:00Wed 4 Nov - Faro R&R Day 1A lazy morning yet again. I felt quite uninspired and was not exactly jumping out of bed to explore Faro as I woke up. <div><br></div><div>It is probably a sign that it is time to go home. I've seen and experienced enough for one trip. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">It would have been different if Good Mrs was here...</span></div><div><div><br></div><div>I did get up for breakfast served downstairs at 7am, which incidentally is quite extensive for being continental, but then I went back to my room and chilled a bit more. </div></div><div><br></div><div>By 9.30am I eventually moved my sorry backside and wandered out to explore Faro. </div><div><br></div><div>Outside Faro train station, tree hacking was in full swing. The pruners had already worked through a number of trees when I arrived. The workers were quite brutal in their chopping. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc-_TgvDbnRE1Nimb73qVFfl6SAU9oz7cgUzWnJ1kVR872X1IeL6x7Ue79UX08Z1v1zpNNL6Fs_qHgd0D387Mu3gGxkcryo_OSdPRR0pXLn_yQDIN6_7DyQgyWlPcStaX3ua-ryL00hKtS/s640/blogger-image--2011720345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc-_TgvDbnRE1Nimb73qVFfl6SAU9oz7cgUzWnJ1kVR872X1IeL6x7Ue79UX08Z1v1zpNNL6Fs_qHgd0D387Mu3gGxkcryo_OSdPRR0pXLn_yQDIN6_7DyQgyWlPcStaX3ua-ryL00hKtS/s640/blogger-image--2011720345.jpg"></a></div>I decided to walk along the waterfront and soon came across this half finished building. The front looked complete, the side had several "holes" through it. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzynLoaw4-1855wyfjO6FMzGKNmY_yKT-YvUoOLiJf4yFpL_2i0TjndTrMTqxT8_EkvnWZxhokbaDn7PD-G-y5RFSn40HgjjKMzQzV5SmvneVWF6QxkejHA9i5kyvA4cnqx1vTRXTT3PJP/s640/blogger-image--1546256651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzynLoaw4-1855wyfjO6FMzGKNmY_yKT-YvUoOLiJf4yFpL_2i0TjndTrMTqxT8_EkvnWZxhokbaDn7PD-G-y5RFSn40HgjjKMzQzV5SmvneVWF6QxkejHA9i5kyvA4cnqx1vTRXTT3PJP/s640/blogger-image--1546256651.jpg"></a></div>My loose destination was a park called Jardim da Alameda João de Deus. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Adjacent to the park was the municipal library. This photo is taken from inside the park and looking at the side of the library. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVejKUySWsWr88Xwh8Xf1recVCGihR-3x2IWiUYc80WRXvn3wRXxQkKCrLHGy1F51YrP_9qk2G_6cLLQPfc6AYyccd9upnjHFoAE2iwf5QXha5V3lP6KxvlAV9AWqLr8z3fXyiYGFTzzee/s640/blogger-image-377921624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVejKUySWsWr88Xwh8Xf1recVCGihR-3x2IWiUYc80WRXvn3wRXxQkKCrLHGy1F51YrP_9qk2G_6cLLQPfc6AYyccd9upnjHFoAE2iwf5QXha5V3lP6KxvlAV9AWqLr8z3fXyiYGFTzzee/s640/blogger-image-377921624.jpg"></a></div>I started my exploration by checking out the library. They had some English language books and newspapers and I read this paper for a while. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRIKbQeXb6Uuz5weSHgaSz0W2RxbMcqBSJVCzhpzedVs2An81_dR6G6ap8PbP0tcqRpTAPSJahgAsfLw1auTVmBAnFtTLw5BTxqKHU6ZHnrof4D50ubx99yv3hnA7OwQIRjj43Nndp4H7Q/s640/blogger-image--1860444463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRIKbQeXb6Uuz5weSHgaSz0W2RxbMcqBSJVCzhpzedVs2An81_dR6G6ap8PbP0tcqRpTAPSJahgAsfLw1auTVmBAnFtTLw5BTxqKHU6ZHnrof4D50ubx99yv3hnA7OwQIRjj43Nndp4H7Q/s640/blogger-image--1860444463.jpg"></a></div>The library had Henning Mankell books in English but I had already read them all. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEGjrEm4_ez_58CouoLi8iT-SkRH96OtRDATffeCq5cDVjzwzkpOPwv8CofmKX6816rIYRbQ8cTECrW_KsJNcn-CY-TVJxtY2DJCVTFSmgqN4he4Tskai5Hq33MqJxSNylmtzV9rqK8iG/s640/blogger-image-707446393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEGjrEm4_ez_58CouoLi8iT-SkRH96OtRDATffeCq5cDVjzwzkpOPwv8CofmKX6816rIYRbQ8cTECrW_KsJNcn-CY-TVJxtY2DJCVTFSmgqN4he4Tskai5Hq33MqJxSNylmtzV9rqK8iG/s640/blogger-image-707446393.jpg"></a></div>Find 3 faults. Unfortunately this is a bit symptomatic for the sometimes run down state of Portugal. The faults are:</div><div>- No lid on the waste basket</div><div>- The lid to the soap dispenser does not stay up</div><div>- Water drain is almost completely blocked </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOFJl7PeqADevJqFqUn-sL0cVxEfgLRGFV58g50GP8r5hrJOQqcmF5wZ-29LgsdDYxFq2V8jJ5g76kbg9voETOHMr7KbLz-eGzWrF4YxhH9LMV6m90c08uhc19wvxJbM4NXRdffV3HXdy/s640/blogger-image-1191414868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOFJl7PeqADevJqFqUn-sL0cVxEfgLRGFV58g50GP8r5hrJOQqcmF5wZ-29LgsdDYxFq2V8jJ5g76kbg9voETOHMr7KbLz-eGzWrF4YxhH9LMV6m90c08uhc19wvxJbM4NXRdffV3HXdy/s640/blogger-image-1191414868.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Jardim da Alameda João de Deus was pleasant enough. Not a big park but it had several cafes...</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIl3MR_Vs196QM7PWFEU3tFbLy2jrn-Frw8W88R5b4lYfU3rx2tfPW7wPL_eO2t3r_i-WuO2-fb9XQZpbjVZMY1bTrR5tlDYKrVZ89P-T0zWjQ1dhU-brpbGciRQ8g0aACVr-2RDvZL0sy/s640/blogger-image-1778236841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIl3MR_Vs196QM7PWFEU3tFbLy2jrn-Frw8W88R5b4lYfU3rx2tfPW7wPL_eO2t3r_i-WuO2-fb9XQZpbjVZMY1bTrR5tlDYKrVZ89P-T0zWjQ1dhU-brpbGciRQ8g0aACVr-2RDvZL0sy/s640/blogger-image-1778236841.jpg"></a></div>...a row of cages as a kind of mini zoo. There were mostly birds there but also Guinea pigs. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4YfoN1xv_FgJfNncvQYmlODbC6bqwfssGOiij_Sf2IiwVJNqeinBY91X1IOFUwrmCsJ1lC85MESNigkJpM5bA8VitNbUaaJfvzPr-hMmTssQRfL1VNwrzK_s9JMeSQ9tsED04H6ILQa6C/s640/blogger-image--1651813517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4YfoN1xv_FgJfNncvQYmlODbC6bqwfssGOiij_Sf2IiwVJNqeinBY91X1IOFUwrmCsJ1lC85MESNigkJpM5bA8VitNbUaaJfvzPr-hMmTssQRfL1VNwrzK_s9JMeSQ9tsED04H6ILQa6C/s640/blogger-image--1651813517.jpg"></a></div>I then walked back to the town center as I wanted to check out this particular church. It's called Igreja de Nossa Senhora do Monte do Carmo do Faro. A bit of a handful name. Why did I want to check out that particular church?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jaHAbcEY5bXvirUn73jtzQaNSlyd_HH2G4s5TtmRJWU_LVMCgpvS5jOV-_7CO6lU5MMjC77hAGcq9gnhWnZOrgltm9bkOx6FKkEjsoYhq3qEKfZPvrE6pMtEsgOFme9D8Uue2iKV9jlU/s640/blogger-image-263296684.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2jaHAbcEY5bXvirUn73jtzQaNSlyd_HH2G4s5TtmRJWU_LVMCgpvS5jOV-_7CO6lU5MMjC77hAGcq9gnhWnZOrgltm9bkOx6FKkEjsoYhq3qEKfZPvrE6pMtEsgOFme9D8Uue2iKV9jlU/s640/blogger-image-263296684.jpg"></a></div>The church had an entrance fee of 2€ which I happily paid. But inside it looked like many other churches. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyMKPcVvBxFcGiKyyU8IwGk6oSWCEobltFLhCsKwRVMLTNB6z9wydkr0Ygm272D6OreHQjlk9b4gQMsIsozY0YEiyDWSr1DWRwihyphenhyphenUlJH97aTNX7EkCek2XRjYjtBRvR9gyKEQ2qyluoMi/s640/blogger-image--317989774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyMKPcVvBxFcGiKyyU8IwGk6oSWCEobltFLhCsKwRVMLTNB6z9wydkr0Ygm272D6OreHQjlk9b4gQMsIsozY0YEiyDWSr1DWRwihyphenhyphenUlJH97aTNX7EkCek2XRjYjtBRvR9gyKEQ2qyluoMi/s640/blogger-image--317989774.jpg"></a></div>What I wanted to check out was this chapel outside and at the back of the church. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkaco2w8rfKI_ml7ANtrKn2IwgmK77tVTawWxPz2icHpKCguJgoZXyyBHHJcSTPJebXeSLuFjiGzqxo4RJBNOhDmKIe2uoBZbBGFjV4PyL8HYgM1UmaUU0CRkDCc_pmB7qeMXc44Zz90nC/s640/blogger-image-180171168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkaco2w8rfKI_ml7ANtrKn2IwgmK77tVTawWxPz2icHpKCguJgoZXyyBHHJcSTPJebXeSLuFjiGzqxo4RJBNOhDmKIe2uoBZbBGFjV4PyL8HYgM1UmaUU0CRkDCc_pmB7qeMXc44Zz90nC/s640/blogger-image-180171168.jpg"></a></div>This sign may give it away...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0d0nC8m7NaxpUetqzCVwwUh5xcV-5c828M_O3mMilnIp4LTpEPn4gaaW4xcniEva9dPum1uQ_Dj0rr4IqMduve48TM4z8sGzwyTdsFK84s3JcwCZE9YLtv7zw5KAA-VtQEZYSZqK6KNr4/s640/blogger-image--2111371214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0d0nC8m7NaxpUetqzCVwwUh5xcV-5c828M_O3mMilnIp4LTpEPn4gaaW4xcniEva9dPum1uQ_Dj0rr4IqMduve48TM4z8sGzwyTdsFK84s3JcwCZE9YLtv7zw5KAA-VtQEZYSZqK6KNr4/s640/blogger-image--2111371214.jpg"></a></div></div><div>That's right. This particular chapel is made of human bones and decorated further with human skulls. As you do. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh645yaiHuVBzBbVM055DmzOQ7lhhlpXG_PEsC-8m4mBTv2ycK6HU60YQc7DrAZVPFzcY-lHWRf24TfUqbUGGP7Jxn2ThSxJS2Jvksm6MrnmtpTYsJkK3UnyJ2yV3poATsXen4PmGF_gBtq/s640/blogger-image-1097024754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh645yaiHuVBzBbVM055DmzOQ7lhhlpXG_PEsC-8m4mBTv2ycK6HU60YQc7DrAZVPFzcY-lHWRf24TfUqbUGGP7Jxn2ThSxJS2Jvksm6MrnmtpTYsJkK3UnyJ2yV3poATsXen4PmGF_gBtq/s640/blogger-image-1097024754.jpg"></a></div>Looking the other way inside the chapel. Behind these windows you could hear children. Yes, it looked like a kindergarten at the other side of the wall. Clearly the parents had no objections to their kids being that close to skulls and bones. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg462H8iHtbbk0hxcigJagIsJvtPBzZHcpoSNEBfQ6nS7ck8dtSNiys7mOTesw7TAsk41Xlxn5XA3CObSDDGStBImfY9d8i6tQ9qnnHjjaYVPJT4YLaIUFIaOyJdUOA-YI9U-jAQr1nzWel/s640/blogger-image--2068192512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg462H8iHtbbk0hxcigJagIsJvtPBzZHcpoSNEBfQ6nS7ck8dtSNiys7mOTesw7TAsk41Xlxn5XA3CObSDDGStBImfY9d8i6tQ9qnnHjjaYVPJT4YLaIUFIaOyJdUOA-YI9U-jAQr1nzWel/s640/blogger-image--2068192512.jpg"></a></div>I read that the church was constructed in 1816 and contained approximately 1245 skulls and bones. They did not differentiate between the skulls or bones when they presented that number. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXU3D4Xp_QqmPL3ak9GYTv8KyEkuEoHlE9w_e9E4XECfSFQiGfm2R4QE0hV4VGNRyVGVWVGb5PwD8ogv5WK1cMP9SyuKkpGMDJ9Pe6gCMOA6GzLZVOLdEdNInLREjghjDskneOuD7FGh4/s640/blogger-image--1643933319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXU3D4Xp_QqmPL3ak9GYTv8KyEkuEoHlE9w_e9E4XECfSFQiGfm2R4QE0hV4VGNRyVGVWVGb5PwD8ogv5WK1cMP9SyuKkpGMDJ9Pe6gCMOA6GzLZVOLdEdNInLREjghjDskneOuD7FGh4/s640/blogger-image--1643933319.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">All those skulls and bones provided ample opportunity for strange photography. And I was there all by myself so nobody else to accommodate. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQD2odCvSd6CFP3ekIs2eNftjmaEJnuSMKRph4sw32AMZeHzkmBptVZnGwSG5KlRhMN2gjy8HaAkZsUDRX9SrCZIm85gSz9UF-0YVchy0pHHzbNxQ-lpaP1Stl4nOX_ryA0yHEAzqfsnR/s640/blogger-image--1397560170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQD2odCvSd6CFP3ekIs2eNftjmaEJnuSMKRph4sw32AMZeHzkmBptVZnGwSG5KlRhMN2gjy8HaAkZsUDRX9SrCZIm85gSz9UF-0YVchy0pHHzbNxQ-lpaP1Stl4nOX_ryA0yHEAzqfsnR/s640/blogger-image--1397560170.jpg"></a></div>Are you looking at me? Well, no, not any more. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SC47GcGrp674mEzlbM4f51B5oqO1yt4Jf6E3tncFRz6p-hNr_PvAgZZqB942xceuAbsHH0ighgyAhECNZEjNx2a6oGbto4TGAhKKLBhJMFmyBYitADY8vGAIjL8KCfp09rG09HU6tflW/s640/blogger-image-2090062556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SC47GcGrp674mEzlbM4f51B5oqO1yt4Jf6E3tncFRz6p-hNr_PvAgZZqB942xceuAbsHH0ighgyAhECNZEjNx2a6oGbto4TGAhKKLBhJMFmyBYitADY8vGAIjL8KCfp09rG09HU6tflW/s640/blogger-image-2090062556.jpg"></a></div>I then picked up some more water at the supermercado almost opposite the church and went back to my hotel Sol Algarve with my supplies. </div><div><br></div><div>Along the way, I passed the building where the painters with the paint spotted van were working yesterday. The painters were gone now and this was the result from their efforts. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-d490lrY4dzENMks26FMIpN_rJRx7ytl1GpsjPGMg0QS5hXEzzWgu9kagcFC9LhHTtf6UkXmWZ_patS9KQ27VLh2e3_ud6fYLvsQFnAk6TTaSRPVDggJzSC2Ys1kea1e1_JySnsAuk9zz/s640/blogger-image-830316364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-d490lrY4dzENMks26FMIpN_rJRx7ytl1GpsjPGMg0QS5hXEzzWgu9kagcFC9LhHTtf6UkXmWZ_patS9KQ27VLh2e3_ud6fYLvsQFnAk6TTaSRPVDggJzSC2Ys1kea1e1_JySnsAuk9zz/s640/blogger-image-830316364.jpg"></a></div>Later, at dusk, I wandered around Faro's centre and took a few pics along the way.</div><div><br></div><div>Along the pedestrianized areas. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83jgXbvVrbvi4877KJ-CEornLIWrtUPJfMjLWGqVB7hQWqBtBst0dqgyp9TKoHLz3-AKWPFe2PJpYrRAro8-wSOBE-h1iHvbtaVGHGGsFDlHv7-GToTr7ssbPQxNZl7EhVRsOqtsAW0c-/s640/blogger-image--104487554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHjwXqy-olR9glZlKiDLu7C-m0uTFO_IXbzeMEV8vS_WU2CWdi_e_QnEvwGz3dBIUNMKOtHOS95Mt3zGH6Sr73B8PQp7FM0uIIFEheFHIcZLuoi1ZigLOpu6Zy406mlV9JbF2ZN3klBqs/s640/blogger-image-133677863.jpg"></a></div><div>The evening was spent watching football on TV in my hotel room and drinking vino tinto. </div><div><br></div>All in all, a pretty uneventful day. </div><div><br></div><div>Oh well, I'm off to Lisbon the morning after tomorrow and I will be home in 6 days. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">It is definitely time. </span></div><div><br></div><div><u>Post note:</u> Here is my Portuguese crash course of essential words. </div><div>From iTranslate app. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYaNVqJ5kICBjbsU4zRuuNv76VGUu35cw6XHFObrR8gZWzqnchbdGVtmCJrWGst7_RdskJ9hilLwN4ZLZKj7RKMl5Y9g7HhS_Xrb9Fhu5oBzjml0tm_f2FO0Uj3E232ZgQUegZ4NfdvGz/s640/blogger-image--2074828316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYaNVqJ5kICBjbsU4zRuuNv76VGUu35cw6XHFObrR8gZWzqnchbdGVtmCJrWGst7_RdskJ9hilLwN4ZLZKj7RKMl5Y9g7HhS_Xrb9Fhu5oBzjml0tm_f2FO0Uj3E232ZgQUegZ4NfdvGz/s640/blogger-image--2074828316.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-65495269404578242722015-11-03T05:00:00.001-08:002015-11-03T14:50:52.443-08:00Tue 3 Nov - Gramacho to FaroIt was time to leave Ulf and Åsa and their fabulous hospitality. In addition to all the chatting and reminiscing about old times<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">, I had been exposed to a variety of great local food while here and been taken to some really fabulous places. </span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Thanks heaps, guys. Of course, you are most welcome to come to Melbourne and stay with us at any time, or if we are not there, stay without us. </span><div><div><br></div><div>Not much happened in the morning and into mid afternoon today. Ulf and Åsa had a golf game on so I just hang around their place, packing up my gear into the backpack. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">For the 3rd last time on this trip.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I'm going home in exactly one week's time. What is left of this trip are Faro for 3 nights followed by Lisbon for 4 nights. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf and Åsa returned around 3pm and after saying goodbye to Åsa, Ulf gave me a lift to Faro. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf dropped me off at Faro's railway station and then it was goodbye to Ulf as well. As I already was at the train station, I bought my train ticket to get to Lisbon on</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> Friday. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">My hotel Sol Argarve is one short block away from the station and this is how it looked out of my balcony on the first floor later in the evening. </font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9o4PR6mALt6b800GdC4tiwFXqs2RQGBj_UpBcmw6mdblk1dIYTHd9h2-Qy3aCvAdBl7yovTPy50qJCyRfGR7rz8fAZVpfS00hlNycdhqLMWvt6uTfMAXpGzKoM4RVmYa6LBAl71vcM9K7/s640/blogger-image--1959692683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9o4PR6mALt6b800GdC4tiwFXqs2RQGBj_UpBcmw6mdblk1dIYTHd9h2-Qy3aCvAdBl7yovTPy50qJCyRfGR7rz8fAZVpfS00hlNycdhqLMWvt6uTfMAXpGzKoM4RVmYa6LBAl71vcM9K7/s640/blogger-image--1959692683.jpg"></a></div>I then took advantage of the remaining daylight and took a wander around the immediate area in Faro. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">A good part of central Faro had been converted into pedestrian malls. </font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Lzc4ZCbwm9yELfj-2FI2hxDyM0BMuRcp3m_CJmZ52X1FpRspKDXXJ39wOkuLChWEi2viSh0YD-dhUzOhu3bhPhDa3OhiixSNJeGDkOhs0HbdQYC-w8x-YKwj2e7KYP1BY77IrvUnjmVp/s640/blogger-image-160765463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Lzc4ZCbwm9yELfj-2FI2hxDyM0BMuRcp3m_CJmZ52X1FpRspKDXXJ39wOkuLChWEi2viSh0YD-dhUzOhu3bhPhDa3OhiixSNJeGDkOhs0HbdQYC-w8x-YKwj2e7KYP1BY77IrvUnjmVp/s640/blogger-image-160765463.jpg"></a></div>All the essential road signs were in place in Faro. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qy9jBRBM9Ea0jauruXR8iA8Abt5zdKODF6YKx40rRA9bfmCX1YionViRyYp9U5XeJQgDdrsb78YdN5LeP15Cypxtgj12cWmgYOpFv32k1i0WxzllJJqJJuAVxyKGPWfMgxv_Szk23HZh/s640/blogger-image-627038067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qy9jBRBM9Ea0jauruXR8iA8Abt5zdKODF6YKx40rRA9bfmCX1YionViRyYp9U5XeJQgDdrsb78YdN5LeP15Cypxtgj12cWmgYOpFv32k1i0WxzllJJqJJuAVxyKGPWfMgxv_Szk23HZh/s640/blogger-image-627038067.jpg"></a></div>Beautiful decorations above a front door. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhZuyKKGNgWesNFG3In4wL1OAPMtecavrOS8g5jyx2ySEJpjLyBZ7JxP5-i8k2o6Y7JAJKA6KsT2gPPrB3qQqh_7LkQLJopymFTKsq2VOIuQ0RiBf_Dj0z_T-N1lBOspQvjn9drT6tYxm/s640/blogger-image--993235242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhZuyKKGNgWesNFG3In4wL1OAPMtecavrOS8g5jyx2ySEJpjLyBZ7JxP5-i8k2o6Y7JAJKA6KsT2gPPrB3qQqh_7LkQLJopymFTKsq2VOIuQ0RiBf_Dj0z_T-N1lBOspQvjn9drT6tYxm/s640/blogger-image--993235242.jpg"></a></div>I have never seen a motor vehicle with this much spilled paint on it. Not surprising though as they worked from the roof of the vehicle. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdPycW8indJHRM8wMM21Hip3iF06OhL_j0u4xMghGjbPMnAvjMJhiQuHYeWfu6MdEEbqbrhPih_qS7ZBv3Di7D3diS86wAr91pDFq5_xpEKEqcUYxY0FP-PAyaA3sKI9-WMpxb-X2-IXm/s640/blogger-image-2118798865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdPycW8indJHRM8wMM21Hip3iF06OhL_j0u4xMghGjbPMnAvjMJhiQuHYeWfu6MdEEbqbrhPih_qS7ZBv3Di7D3diS86wAr91pDFq5_xpEKEqcUYxY0FP-PAyaA3sKI9-WMpxb-X2-IXm/s640/blogger-image-2118798865.jpg"></a></div>Faro's marina was very tranquil and very still as there was no wind. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoRbvuT_QLkEAfMRIoibsGs2RbPFUR3scyf4VVT1rZKI_Gk8_QIqy1jXb_Sfv8pWx0sUxxC_t6w0m5DhmDQr6yjGzdT_LJPdZ1C_6jAPIXJbiUkZfXPdSHwMeR76LELEZMlSPtiOzvxO9Y/s640/blogger-image-2022694480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoRbvuT_QLkEAfMRIoibsGs2RbPFUR3scyf4VVT1rZKI_Gk8_QIqy1jXb_Sfv8pWx0sUxxC_t6w0m5DhmDQr6yjGzdT_LJPdZ1C_6jAPIXJbiUkZfXPdSHwMeR76LELEZMlSPtiOzvxO9Y/s640/blogger-image-2022694480.jpg"></a></div>Looking out towards the sea as fishermen were trying their luck. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_oGG2Q5auna62YkUaMz3wC0zlvcDDZBVGfrYUzp05wA0SqZ-lR0440C1Ji1HEE1hvcN_7NpmaFe1R6FoxOLwIAtzpo9EaCOwXNaVQd5sTWQ-usj6PG-16ZKnUHJ4_-k0XuXL-ZDJtZUI/s640/blogger-image--1153154176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_oGG2Q5auna62YkUaMz3wC0zlvcDDZBVGfrYUzp05wA0SqZ-lR0440C1Ji1HEE1hvcN_7NpmaFe1R6FoxOLwIAtzpo9EaCOwXNaVQd5sTWQ-usj6PG-16ZKnUHJ4_-k0XuXL-ZDJtZUI/s640/blogger-image--1153154176.jpg"></a></div>The train went parallel to the waterfront once on the southern side of Faro's railway station. One way...</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxT4ENqoR9KhL3kk7WoJxaecO_TGUxgj6L8NkIQ0B5ZM9IHl3F4RuuDEAAXk8YLA1T5CdHvxZRVmUeabsaeX0pSaxnTwn2lYueeQg7ymEDTOX8QskfgunibnCNRtEBGMknPhPmR5iNzBMM/s640/blogger-image-1033960136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxT4ENqoR9KhL3kk7WoJxaecO_TGUxgj6L8NkIQ0B5ZM9IHl3F4RuuDEAAXk8YLA1T5CdHvxZRVmUeabsaeX0pSaxnTwn2lYueeQg7ymEDTOX8QskfgunibnCNRtEBGMknPhPmR5iNzBMM/s640/blogger-image-1033960136.jpg"></a></div>...and the other. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNWNJHhkWX3vvV-o8hD8H2_Ijm1ZrZmpnWyAipaE6w326jyQ1gkJCp1O6nkhK_Ny_i2S54TK77Suh2QO5H4w24vyZ9fWXETiGTeyfVsNwXAZc8SgHvz-DHD6Xovmb3ZJNH2ip7Yq2O2Xj0/s640/blogger-image--2031212059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNWNJHhkWX3vvV-o8hD8H2_Ijm1ZrZmpnWyAipaE6w326jyQ1gkJCp1O6nkhK_Ny_i2S54TK77Suh2QO5H4w24vyZ9fWXETiGTeyfVsNwXAZc8SgHvz-DHD6Xovmb3ZJNH2ip7Yq2O2Xj0/s640/blogger-image--2031212059.jpg"></a></div>I had to take a photo of the beautiful signs showing the street names. As you can see, they consist of a set of tiles. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSoxpNFUfEuuP_KdtzC8kAyJwvSuTjE-HEFjl0FWkpe5mM_TbV5Kz-vXO5SvTIyj1Yrk8u0ECiEHaJMvqfb7C0vhJh2Hb3-g9G0-nyQ8dxg7Up5rZIPweRH5TlU81XiJDVptg14ve776i9/s640/blogger-image-1458698731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSoxpNFUfEuuP_KdtzC8kAyJwvSuTjE-HEFjl0FWkpe5mM_TbV5Kz-vXO5SvTIyj1Yrk8u0ECiEHaJMvqfb7C0vhJh2Hb3-g9G0-nyQ8dxg7Up5rZIPweRH5TlU81XiJDVptg14ve776i9/s640/blogger-image-1458698731.jpg"></a></div>Elaborate art on a vacant building. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgM6LesACdbiKc4B6ymFKDWspr9IeQNvVDkp9xuqNLO36KWLXD_U3VuZsnoQsjuQy88__mD_IPKJbd7Xy_K_LKZ38hFXpSwnq1ti-Eq5TNThi-Azrjiu3-1NpPGOpO9uOu0-UnguiK8vP0/s640/blogger-image--103187036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgM6LesACdbiKc4B6ymFKDWspr9IeQNvVDkp9xuqNLO36KWLXD_U3VuZsnoQsjuQy88__mD_IPKJbd7Xy_K_LKZ38hFXpSwnq1ti-Eq5TNThi-Azrjiu3-1NpPGOpO9uOu0-UnguiK8vP0/s640/blogger-image--103187036.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Before returning to my hotel room, I stopped at the local supermercado to pick up some provisions. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Note the 3 different added tax levels, B,C and D. Chocolate and snacks have the highest level of extra tax as it should be, but water and wine are both C taxed items...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirepfu4g6-2esgcwnfvXDO4MPoYqm6ZB8QRBWgD_mfuF6U_3ZsP02qruIqEZ40NIYJoGXeNvdWWdMTSpdv2ca9hJx7uC4HmCh0MsfQvHj0JOUKP7yw6BoTBUYBnWN99vAYd5JH373H4aci/s640/blogger-image-49318820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirepfu4g6-2esgcwnfvXDO4MPoYqm6ZB8QRBWgD_mfuF6U_3ZsP02qruIqEZ40NIYJoGXeNvdWWdMTSpdv2ca9hJx7uC4HmCh0MsfQvHj0JOUKP7yw6BoTBUYBnWN99vAYd5JH373H4aci/s640/blogger-image-49318820.jpg"></a></div></div>Life on the road. Cheap wine, drunk from a plastic cup, in a hotel room. Heck, there was a UEFA Champions League football game on TV tonight. That's my excuse. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTxnfy7zXymUPjQMfAYuC6m1gpAoz7LCoDQ6RKet6rap7WmCiW2cW1U1rnDoWvKUSogyI6Y4pmQ5YD-MygHww3Yoghd8mBJx1y_hn4N1gXtqkDg75a8oKzFlBFlx2MftTG99cxlPv9E_o/s640/blogger-image-2135668761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTxnfy7zXymUPjQMfAYuC6m1gpAoz7LCoDQ6RKet6rap7WmCiW2cW1U1rnDoWvKUSogyI6Y4pmQ5YD-MygHww3Yoghd8mBJx1y_hn4N1gXtqkDg75a8oKzFlBFlx2MftTG99cxlPv9E_o/s640/blogger-image-2135668761.jpg"></a></div>My dinner for the night was down to "normal" levels again after all that gourmet fish and seafood. A calzone pizza. Which was actually surprisingly good. I finished almost all of it. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vTdKB3gMtZ-nrN5LrPVu9ZmtLnhQcn-NWmh6p2hAyLSMGsbVZ0JQTXS4vVqvVieO9zljqi3qy86UaFbXw6dH6Ri3WrQF0LHx0eUCsyRJJZMi2g6OLr4jjnZnUbmWyKJaL0fdxZaBeDF4/s640/blogger-image--364663427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vTdKB3gMtZ-nrN5LrPVu9ZmtLnhQcn-NWmh6p2hAyLSMGsbVZ0JQTXS4vVqvVieO9zljqi3qy86UaFbXw6dH6Ri3WrQF0LHx0eUCsyRJJZMi2g6OLr4jjnZnUbmWyKJaL0fdxZaBeDF4/s640/blogger-image--364663427.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A final pic of my hotel Sol Algarve as I wander home full of pizza to watch the football game on TV. Benfica vs Galatasaray. Finished 2-1. Time to sleep. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXsKTVrxa3WpIVfduCi3xhDd5dB5qKMBbIvPBpd5tFT0uznfUTg0lhKaYjLXOA0p53onggi01F1u9GFaZtOAcOyTVS0_ZEKZs5GOYJQQMJR6DQWFsOYcujmhssx4tI_tGs8olcXOP96-4/s640/blogger-image--418500546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXsKTVrxa3WpIVfduCi3xhDd5dB5qKMBbIvPBpd5tFT0uznfUTg0lhKaYjLXOA0p53onggi01F1u9GFaZtOAcOyTVS0_ZEKZs5GOYJQQMJR6DQWFsOYcujmhssx4tI_tGs8olcXOP96-4/s640/blogger-image--418500546.jpg"></a></div></span></div></div></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-85417987413039934172015-11-01T23:30:00.001-08:002015-11-04T01:03:36.081-08:00Mon 2 Nov - Gramacho R&R Day 4<div>Today I was taken to the European peninsula's most westerly point. The cape is called Cabo de São Vincente, Cape St Vincent, and is some 75km west of Ulf and Åsa's home, close to the town of Sagres, Algarve, Portugal. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqStEJLQBgeSaFyoOtyWIC3tkBTob_fm6-NKkMCoENBOxRHsPv-GinrtzLZr42iO2TaQnV15xPxKSARenKxcEMUqeuhJ6v99NKiv9ro9xXZsh9YRj4GxkI5BL0lYoByoglyZHL_vFbfXhq/s640/blogger-image--926837945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqStEJLQBgeSaFyoOtyWIC3tkBTob_fm6-NKkMCoENBOxRHsPv-GinrtzLZr42iO2TaQnV15xPxKSARenKxcEMUqeuhJ6v99NKiv9ro9xXZsh9YRj4GxkI5BL0lYoByoglyZHL_vFbfXhq/s640/blogger-image--926837945.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Farol in Portuguese means lighthouse and that was our first stop for the day. Ulf was driving and Åsa and I came along for the ride. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTBLwNUNr_FvF14RexdfeK1jOwTnVKthkumEsP4KQ_oN6BOeGwOGF0WiPWb-5f9brUeDQiK_J-bW1V03yYZtW-H7KVwsNjzmMb-71xxKiiK_THHHa5JYlcQ6jtF8bfpHZl8yfyuy7kaVq/s640/blogger-image--294134689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTBLwNUNr_FvF14RexdfeK1jOwTnVKthkumEsP4KQ_oN6BOeGwOGF0WiPWb-5f9brUeDQiK_J-bW1V03yYZtW-H7KVwsNjzmMb-71xxKiiK_THHHa5JYlcQ6jtF8bfpHZl8yfyuy7kaVq/s640/blogger-image--294134689.jpg"></a></div></div><div>The lighthouse and the area immediately around it was closed to the public but <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">was still a very interesting and barren place. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEnmJ2dXbbEwTKZ_8WnBauSMzcVI1kGWA-Ec_x5xt6hojlIe3iGzbkRLK4abbV0fRxgRG6GuXfbP6qf8FFD5mCI4cBHRwrztoKkcSBGHSIQLwx93k_cB84YdvYSm3a3cxbgitsPmtV4L2G/s640/blogger-image--1385071236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEnmJ2dXbbEwTKZ_8WnBauSMzcVI1kGWA-Ec_x5xt6hojlIe3iGzbkRLK4abbV0fRxgRG6GuXfbP6qf8FFD5mCI4cBHRwrztoKkcSBGHSIQLwx93k_cB84YdvYSm3a3cxbgitsPmtV4L2G/s640/blogger-image--1385071236.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Practice your Portuguese here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibxZZ3nPF8T2j3AGtSIzce_hImd8SY7PCf7q-YxAfrMWRrIU_F1sSEF7KwfqHnNYUol1v_A9ELumSNALspWy5NhwmRpL-iUh7XFTSnk5VjCuUqrXmcQEoFh5iQMNUdlWNupY6yTuxKtQib/s640/blogger-image-2081974194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibxZZ3nPF8T2j3AGtSIzce_hImd8SY7PCf7q-YxAfrMWRrIU_F1sSEF7KwfqHnNYUol1v_A9ELumSNALspWy5NhwmRpL-iUh7XFTSnk5VjCuUqrXmcQEoFh5iQMNUdlWNupY6yTuxKtQib/s640/blogger-image-2081974194.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The land on both sides around the lighthouse descended steeply into the water...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTrX5cVYV2AlCNMlImDfogdNQBD65VGlMortpD8fWQItGv7vPFrkARp6NFSOcci0b7HBJY7FEi8uMKjvw7pwdW2mVmEskSzTJltjnA4cIJ0b94qfVTmwOWC3MuEq438hKOXeZCGBTVPa0/s640/blogger-image-650967308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTrX5cVYV2AlCNMlImDfogdNQBD65VGlMortpD8fWQItGv7vPFrkARp6NFSOcci0b7HBJY7FEi8uMKjvw7pwdW2mVmEskSzTJltjnA4cIJ0b94qfVTmwOWC3MuEq438hKOXeZCGBTVPa0/s640/blogger-image-650967308.jpg"></a></div>...and one kept a respectful distance to the edges. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJz1YIGmSLqHHyoI5G3Z1nREqPeea4A29dl3t_BkWkXSLKdU5CJ7NdG-6V022dEIC8zzMGfmQMLazpbBJJ-pC7ZNQew72grP7080biUS289kQm5T3Vzktx9Flj0_T5zwhWYII7LsJXBW6U/s640/blogger-image--1460988462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJz1YIGmSLqHHyoI5G3Z1nREqPeea4A29dl3t_BkWkXSLKdU5CJ7NdG-6V022dEIC8zzMGfmQMLazpbBJJ-pC7ZNQew72grP7080biUS289kQm5T3Vzktx9Flj0_T5zwhWYII7LsJXBW6U/s640/blogger-image--1460988462.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A familiar word and figure appeared on a sign at <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">No, this is not part of Camino de Santiago de Compostela. GR11 instead is one of the European long distance walks, 840km long from here to Bay of Biscay. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">As the sign notes, you can walk parts of it. I'm sure that it would be pretty spectacular walking up the coast. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEhUd02uZagGMvpp0JTGvvXsf2kCxaRw4lRITjJp1jjltprWWOFI1K6BR9tpp56VQveYyqTZQvYO2309yGDhPRgqZbDrfbd6EHNvNTu_kEvB2HFtzyiTAh019MdkaomQK2qNVjOhTxh_e/s640/blogger-image--1863506800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEhUd02uZagGMvpp0JTGvvXsf2kCxaRw4lRITjJp1jjltprWWOFI1K6BR9tpp56VQveYyqTZQvYO2309yGDhPRgqZbDrfbd6EHNvNTu_kEvB2HFtzyiTAh019MdkaomQK2qNVjOhTxh_e/s640/blogger-image--1863506800.jpg"></a></div>More information about various walks from <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlZZr7n2FxLZiOcaD-pDp1cHnDR3Khzu0Mct-BT_qU-42mp5BQTS-7xlONUZtsy7IoplWcTJPRfZmj9rl-49fR9x8RQVHI_5vVBWtL98F4al1c9jhY10P2mCW55HcfJU-AR9R5JC2GG5No/s640/blogger-image--102078655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlZZr7n2FxLZiOcaD-pDp1cHnDR3Khzu0Mct-BT_qU-42mp5BQTS-7xlONUZtsy7IoplWcTJPRfZmj9rl-49fR9x8RQVHI_5vVBWtL98F4al1c9jhY10P2mCW55HcfJU-AR9R5JC2GG5No/s640/blogger-image--102078655.jpg"></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The road leading into <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente. There were quite a few tourists there and trailers were you could buy food and drinks but who can blame them. It was seriously rugged there. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqXdvzR8cylZnsI7Fxsq_Gdze5ZB67HhGmHszzFwcIAImDZCVvSc09Wobb-yWO2LzXaE6KhS_n32ETZDtZBTXwACDKnlmYbKOAOXhwKxHqxwLQrcGSYkylRkNsq-mVL0BTBvfMKnGuclid/s640/blogger-image-807966078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqXdvzR8cylZnsI7Fxsq_Gdze5ZB67HhGmHszzFwcIAImDZCVvSc09Wobb-yWO2LzXaE6KhS_n32ETZDtZBTXwACDKnlmYbKOAOXhwKxHqxwLQrcGSYkylRkNsq-mVL0BTBvfMKnGuclid/s640/blogger-image-807966078.jpg"></a></div>From <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente we moved onto Fortaleza de Sagres, at the next eastern point, Cape Sagres. Here we are looking back at Cabo de São Vincente. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_pcOKTRM7yYyLFGtW1rf5pAxQu086TjdU9RCS2lWSV_5GRgLt0kMcSt6IC4y1QzrNLOCIEjT85V3mzCVng_Ar-R_9XOnvWMKmMY-QaApKU86pcznL0SdwJ7jtkPwGLPU2HyjZacJMnjB/s640/blogger-image--1139654140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_pcOKTRM7yYyLFGtW1rf5pAxQu086TjdU9RCS2lWSV_5GRgLt0kMcSt6IC4y1QzrNLOCIEjT85V3mzCVng_Ar-R_9XOnvWMKmMY-QaApKU86pcznL0SdwJ7jtkPwGLPU2HyjZacJMnjB/s640/blogger-image--1139654140.jpg"></a></div>A man known to history as Henrique I Navegador, Henry the Navigator, built a fort, fortaleza, here in the fifteenth century. He also set up a navigators school. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBUFfN9IZOf7tLAQh_8Jhwj0_hs9QXLTSvODKAUBKgoeRhhNKI0wnCN6OlJsa0aGQqznRvZ25DBgQW3ih6U5Lg_J0fmVMsPlPYtcoRLOtNSvjWfw_l-_80VMUJ7JlWOVqcQoRXWU3FEDd/s640/blogger-image-1695168233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBUFfN9IZOf7tLAQh_8Jhwj0_hs9QXLTSvODKAUBKgoeRhhNKI0wnCN6OlJsa0aGQqznRvZ25DBgQW3ih6U5Lg_J0fmVMsPlPYtcoRLOtNSvjWfw_l-_80VMUJ7JlWOVqcQoRXWU3FEDd/s640/blogger-image-1695168233.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Only this chapel, although likely built later, and a large circle on the ground survive from Henry's days. A massive earthquake in 1755 destroyed it all as well as devestated Lisbon. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6FGrT5AEF2HbLAOQEWeiWZ5ASZDRGe2_QoVRQ_A-sFWK5m1wiqr0_HDtoKfYDobso1wsd0Vv_we4V1f_WJfQshIN0UwqLBM94kLvhvB0wDLtT08S9PwzX1qRN-n3zazwo41tRARD92vP/s640/blogger-image--1021820596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6FGrT5AEF2HbLAOQEWeiWZ5ASZDRGe2_QoVRQ_A-sFWK5m1wiqr0_HDtoKfYDobso1wsd0Vv_we4V1f_WJfQshIN0UwqLBM94kLvhvB0wDLtT08S9PwzX1qRN-n3zazwo41tRARD92vP/s640/blogger-image--1021820596.jpg"></a></div>This was the point from which Henry oversaw the beginning of Europe's great adventure, the exploration and domination of the world. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Cabo de São Vincente was the end of the old world and Sagres was the beginning of a new one. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Today, you can pay a 3€ fee to get inside the compound and stroll around its edges, trying not to be blown away by the strong winds at this very exposed place. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjeBh3_Swj-BVjiID8DXGfFh7BhayERp-_D3PEsw-a1Alo2IBTIfwYXaC1pfrACirQNOE1L4qOVCOjyF7a3DKLBE7mNkjTENVEfTnJ-nzHoXauvbn-x_Zh5LfFKPnvhHD7Jvs1rHK1_D8/s640/blogger-image-1505389070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjeBh3_Swj-BVjiID8DXGfFh7BhayERp-_D3PEsw-a1Alo2IBTIfwYXaC1pfrACirQNOE1L4qOVCOjyF7a3DKLBE7mNkjTENVEfTnJ-nzHoXauvbn-x_Zh5LfFKPnvhHD7Jvs1rHK1_D8/s640/blogger-image-1505389070.jpg"></a></div>Of course, the inevitable vortexing had to happen here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbD62WBwJh_oqPNuqocbfAW2ihMcm8MR4thSCgPXdZNBWP3n-7JA_9DHHXhiKJ7rmLayr0zWlxq-LYx43ObYv29YvK3rXjjkrNPcKdOIg5609AgpvBO3Z62ydvh8xm8QU3n7mvFmTIeFyy/s640/blogger-image--450375409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbD62WBwJh_oqPNuqocbfAW2ihMcm8MR4thSCgPXdZNBWP3n-7JA_9DHHXhiKJ7rmLayr0zWlxq-LYx43ObYv29YvK3rXjjkrNPcKdOIg5609AgpvBO3Z62ydvh8xm8QU3n7mvFmTIeFyy/s640/blogger-image--450375409.jpg"></a></div>This interesting building attracted our attention. Sure, you should not enter, but what is it really?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkQbVL5MgjRSJfuuo-fCN3rd1i9uz7R0eFKEEIGFbQR8_r9BFnlb1hqpJq906tZSTkCt96PMdivCsgsY1XreV_av7040aSqMBDjGJTQnJ9CrusN2tF74JQV7J6Sj5ll6TrWFh5e9a4v15/s640/blogger-image--1539927040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkQbVL5MgjRSJfuuo-fCN3rd1i9uz7R0eFKEEIGFbQR8_r9BFnlb1hqpJq906tZSTkCt96PMdivCsgsY1XreV_av7040aSqMBDjGJTQnJ9CrusN2tF74JQV7J6Sj5ll6TrWFh5e9a4v15/s640/blogger-image--1539927040.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A close up of the sign makes it even more intriguing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3HYXPlTFs6brl0bAPdyZXcyOCoJvRPtTpz0D0Z7ftjLhTp54jbRG8eslgzdlskEIKnqmUsf45oe3yuB4K4g1Cd8yGHmTBZoe1raUmD6iLyAHHaEcA4hbzym20NYN22zpyenlF9l0sepxB/s640/blogger-image--1803365420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3HYXPlTFs6brl0bAPdyZXcyOCoJvRPtTpz0D0Z7ftjLhTp54jbRG8eslgzdlskEIKnqmUsf45oe3yuB4K4g1Cd8yGHmTBZoe1raUmD6iLyAHHaEcA4hbzym20NYN22zpyenlF9l0sepxB/s640/blogger-image--1803365420.jpg"></a></div></div></div>Inside, there were several openings through the ground and into presumably caves below. Where water had entered. Yes, from the chamber of sound you could hear waves crashing from somewhere below. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I half expected a blowhole effect, of water coming up through the grid like a geyser right of a sudden. Of course that didn't happen but it was a strange experience. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVik6JGtxusud-mhU9apP_DHCq90bWwlpB9ELG96SnSmLbyl94mx22XQgxMxIAYORFvM5I-w9ZnSFmxNjFFa2BeED0Ymbv4hdkpNdC4tXtw9KMfrgMMorLD1mzbY7ejlUK7ALTS1H4r7i/s640/blogger-image--1315573200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVik6JGtxusud-mhU9apP_DHCq90bWwlpB9ELG96SnSmLbyl94mx22XQgxMxIAYORFvM5I-w9ZnSFmxNjFFa2BeED0Ymbv4hdkpNdC4tXtw9KMfrgMMorLD1mzbY7ejlUK7ALTS1H4r7i/s640/blogger-image--1315573200.jpg"></a></div>After completing the stroll around the edges of the cape, it was time for lunch down at Sagres fishing harbour. At this interesting looking place that reminded me of now demolished Grotta Capri in Kensington, Sydney. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wkYIQiLtCwf_ayHUW-U1M8jb77gbkQz4uNFACbu5ps1nLlGoHKqxSgHnWJS-EBXN-lPHLCoW2TKeKc-W_D3cxaAWLYmY85LbunJYCgHzM5Zhrz5guq22vvNX5Y2mniLo6PkFALUCqf8y/s640/blogger-image--1122213536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wkYIQiLtCwf_ayHUW-U1M8jb77gbkQz4uNFACbu5ps1nLlGoHKqxSgHnWJS-EBXN-lPHLCoW2TKeKc-W_D3cxaAWLYmY85LbunJYCgHzM5Zhrz5guq22vvNX5Y2mniLo6PkFALUCqf8y/s640/blogger-image--1122213536.jpg"></a></div>Initially, Ulf, Åsa and I were the only diners in the restaurant but more people arrived as we are. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8kBgq4VZ9LhT2E0cCZDgJa9x59ZGJwY13ds2rtk9jNiQCpRGwd9iMzPIE0USJU4f6e21iJr07prj0CfT-Q6wxHovZlNNuQTx1p170EaTXBDDI7sxjascpMe9ZbJ1Kq8ZeoPShs1ct_b2H/s640/blogger-image-1166545083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8kBgq4VZ9LhT2E0cCZDgJa9x59ZGJwY13ds2rtk9jNiQCpRGwd9iMzPIE0USJU4f6e21iJr07prj0CfT-Q6wxHovZlNNuQTx1p170EaTXBDDI7sxjascpMe9ZbJ1Kq8ZeoPShs1ct_b2H/s640/blogger-image-1166545083.jpg"></a></div>The restaurant walls up close looked like this. Bottles and rocks set into the walls in various patterns. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjN_5-LPIyvmt1TdnZr3gqNb2qWyA7VAUJvGxwAqp1ZrK4wzRRrirJgQ6YF-GxfyEoa0LpMmLdF7o7xlRBE5pDRiHu7ZCOUEQ24KevjwNQC0QSXcl1TzQnl-5ald350S2P138vZCJ8uK8/s640/blogger-image-983668118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTjN_5-LPIyvmt1TdnZr3gqNb2qWyA7VAUJvGxwAqp1ZrK4wzRRrirJgQ6YF-GxfyEoa0LpMmLdF7o7xlRBE5pDRiHu7ZCOUEQ24KevjwNQC0QSXcl1TzQnl-5ald350S2P138vZCJ8uK8/s640/blogger-image-983668118.jpg"></a></div>The white centre piece from the overview picture contained wine bottles, presumably with very good wine as there was also a display of awards won. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69XEb9sfN9C34KbdnHyLQE2XLYRrVs92OD7ZIeQ6QourIFvXWBGSayOW-OrsPUVZ1sZNj_nQ9NzP9PC6XivkWTpzduFrWgG1wU1e1Ms7OkTkGq206H_QQlYc1anKUQnnjgJwDSK1OXJS7/s640/blogger-image-937344436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69XEb9sfN9C34KbdnHyLQE2XLYRrVs92OD7ZIeQ6QourIFvXWBGSayOW-OrsPUVZ1sZNj_nQ9NzP9PC6XivkWTpzduFrWgG1wU1e1Ms7OkTkGq206H_QQlYc1anKUQnnjgJwDSK1OXJS7/s640/blogger-image-937344436.jpg"></a></div>As we were waiting for our lunch to arrive, Ulf took the opportunity to do his homework for the Portuguese language course that they both attend. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Today was another school day and the lecture would commence in less than 3 hours. Nothing like leaving things to the very end. Åsa, of course, had done her homework long ago. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRiF-33ue3ufZsEjuOEixjuTVxNEok-ibjMYHJywtDGJATTS4IbLF7-NOGHdKw7A2YBRqtRZUROxytkAMFGBAaYfTkVAlruVdo7JO0X09D-AkQW7-tQ0drPWvPQdgkIfi7E1DBYYX1QSl7/s640/blogger-image-928331484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRiF-33ue3ufZsEjuOEixjuTVxNEok-ibjMYHJywtDGJATTS4IbLF7-NOGHdKw7A2YBRqtRZUROxytkAMFGBAaYfTkVAlruVdo7JO0X09D-AkQW7-tQ0drPWvPQdgkIfi7E1DBYYX1QSl7/s640/blogger-image-928331484.jpg"></a></div>The food arrived and I finally got to eat something from one of those famous Portuguese clay pots. My chosen dish was stuffed squid, Algarvian style, in a delicious garlicky sauce and with potatoes. Yummy food again. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUVdMvgrr5pWg9KkNob5xXK29DLTZvm-2qviRqT9yc3didVvEPd8IR4Kz7SJ7e9Sa-fGS2fGyfhuPaa7k0U9Wion_Jbd_k39SlsfO_JYHPiFyEFLXuHNywzsgMlBrP0iAm_edoxzhGbNS/s640/blogger-image-1018385406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUVdMvgrr5pWg9KkNob5xXK29DLTZvm-2qviRqT9yc3didVvEPd8IR4Kz7SJ7e9Sa-fGS2fGyfhuPaa7k0U9Wion_Jbd_k39SlsfO_JYHPiFyEFLXuHNywzsgMlBrP0iAm_edoxzhGbNS/s640/blogger-image-1018385406.jpg"></a></div>Regarding food and drink, I have eaten far better food in Portugal than in Spain, but the vino tinto at comparable prices is far superior in Spain than in Portugal. </div><div><br></div><div>After dinner, we drove to Portimão for Ulf and Åsa's Portuguese language class across this basketball court and behind the plane in the light yellow building. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzEnz2ZKjoR09CA_6KOCCUbKnSWVE72g9_L-4qgBjZfyXMIicJkpJ78q7c9Nt5ANrORlT6OBTEiOwtUqcrxnhlJVJ8HH6bIkoXcfYuRFoT59BcjtJc04k2pw4BvINcPTysr7I3JUkhYdX/s640/blogger-image--246906526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzEnz2ZKjoR09CA_6KOCCUbKnSWVE72g9_L-4qgBjZfyXMIicJkpJ78q7c9Nt5ANrORlT6OBTEiOwtUqcrxnhlJVJ8HH6bIkoXcfYuRFoT59BcjtJc04k2pw4BvINcPTysr7I3JUkhYdX/s640/blogger-image--246906526.jpg"></a></div>The class would take 2 hours and a bit and spent that time wandering through the town of Portimão. Unfortunately the weather was not good, mostly rainy and windy. </div><div><br></div><div>My impression of Portimão was poor, probably at least partly because of the weather, but I found the town quite unattractive. Rio Arade was brown. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOgX51G1uuaPsYRm08O_S-tYIbJAaUlI353OqY1606WQqqFfknGH66328HH3mmdh6eYj9XhxkkweXBfucAPz6R4SSra8_l_a6zFqbtMXoLFxIE6rwP45xAS0-9J6ikLspcu-KzCUuZvxh/s640/blogger-image--146722094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOgX51G1uuaPsYRm08O_S-tYIbJAaUlI353OqY1606WQqqFfknGH66328HH3mmdh6eYj9XhxkkweXBfucAPz6R4SSra8_l_a6zFqbtMXoLFxIE6rwP45xAS0-9J6ikLspcu-KzCUuZvxh/s640/blogger-image--146722094.jpg"></a></div>As I wandered along the streets of Portimão, I shot a few photos. Here the difference between the old building in the foreground clashed beautifully with the newer taller buildings behind. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTL2032bQMb6cvPAuYHcgNK4zl9HMYNhzvfhEs_Ot6Riz7RPhK4znlTLGWdKKJOOh-d57wSgiUrospbSDJTziyntcYqD6gzXtXmO50xBrUFmyj1DZbVLPXHlDSIVVrON_wLUzjbI7blMg/s640/blogger-image--791680550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTL2032bQMb6cvPAuYHcgNK4zl9HMYNhzvfhEs_Ot6Riz7RPhK4znlTLGWdKKJOOh-d57wSgiUrospbSDJTziyntcYqD6gzXtXmO50xBrUFmyj1DZbVLPXHlDSIVVrON_wLUzjbI7blMg/s640/blogger-image--791680550.jpg"></a></div>These are 3 different homes judging by the fact that each one was numbered differently. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXyo6AvuDzFgZR-sk2y85jH5j6wBCgqKQLgqN9DO4RPNZU5W40453MZashe9IEgrTjs3gOo1jr7fNGIpWE6u6JmfzKhWs-okqR1V4st_MWip1a5sEviFsFWyGRh4zkkfRMayBKIr4sAJq5/s640/blogger-image--677472539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXyo6AvuDzFgZR-sk2y85jH5j6wBCgqKQLgqN9DO4RPNZU5W40453MZashe9IEgrTjs3gOo1jr7fNGIpWE6u6JmfzKhWs-okqR1V4st_MWip1a5sEviFsFWyGRh4zkkfRMayBKIr4sAJq5/s640/blogger-image--677472539.jpg"></a></div>After a stop at Ulf and Åsa's house after their Portuguese lesson finished, we went out to the adjacent town of Lagoa for dinner. At this place called Restaurante Lamim. Serving "tradicionalmente saboroso" according to their business card. It was another favorite of my hosts. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSTFa0EuF7-b0RvMqS-HDFKraqjyRNcyORQJ_6SZBmHgT96KJZWAX-fxgIo7QIhzM08jy0eGr91R2lyakAEbKKey76Foy7oNnMcLic1wuRDk06Y51YY-2RWdDTQ9m55hSghLj2VTIzsb3/s640/blogger-image-1830324735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSTFa0EuF7-b0RvMqS-HDFKraqjyRNcyORQJ_6SZBmHgT96KJZWAX-fxgIo7QIhzM08jy0eGr91R2lyakAEbKKey76Foy7oNnMcLic1wuRDk06Y51YY-2RWdDTQ9m55hSghLj2VTIzsb3/s640/blogger-image-1830324735.jpg"></a></div>And the signature dish of Lamim was this. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrc0ZMIQJTBRhjkwAe6U2FYzQbEFjbwlrWJ69Ox30E82XS2e8LvNAWEFP7fDDBR4roBXeLC5B7qTMJ2keO-8qdGLcm2ktm14L9WFZlu-KqmLuI4ioyIKfoE56q8GRSiheLA54jnsqb1Gwn/s640/blogger-image--870506377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrc0ZMIQJTBRhjkwAe6U2FYzQbEFjbwlrWJ69Ox30E82XS2e8LvNAWEFP7fDDBR4roBXeLC5B7qTMJ2keO-8qdGLcm2ktm14L9WFZlu-KqmLuI4ioyIKfoE56q8GRSiheLA54jnsqb1Gwn/s640/blogger-image--870506377.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The contents of the pan was designed to feed all three of us which it more than sufficiently did. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Of course, I scooped out whatever was left when both Ulf and Åsa were full. The feed was far too delicious to let go. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And as we got home, Ulf insisted that I tried another local delicacy. This spirit called Macieira. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFVeF5tR95MEvz3QzNFlqGbgz2JzirVVXr0XK0sSHHp9g1aRGfDsguqGTInYFrhONLZ8pLA8kNaJ2PKsqFI_LhMpA6yQFY5EDEeJ7aAd8fMQ4eghkdvJGS_B9iFvZQR7P0HXEAtXE9XghG/s640/blogger-image--694683884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFVeF5tR95MEvz3QzNFlqGbgz2JzirVVXr0XK0sSHHp9g1aRGfDsguqGTInYFrhONLZ8pLA8kNaJ2PKsqFI_LhMpA6yQFY5EDEeJ7aAd8fMQ4eghkdvJGS_B9iFvZQR7P0HXEAtXE9XghG/s640/blogger-image--694683884.jpg"></a></div>The liquor could probably best be described as a mix of brandy and port wine. It did smell like brandy but the taste was a bit sweet. One glass was enough for me who am really just a beer and vino tinto person when it comes to alcohol. </div><div><br></div><div>Another gourmet eating day in Portugal. Tomorrow I will be on my own again and the food standard is bound to drop. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-18150870887271362302015-10-31T23:32:00.001-07:002015-11-01T23:19:52.720-08:00Sun 1 Nov - Gramacho R&R Day 3The weather forecast for today was very grim. The Weather Channel app issued 4 alerts at 6am and even the colour of the banner was changed to red. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_gZeLw5H5z60ss0i4BQ6Pss43ttYnKDQSo1FA0wLgzqPwWMU-vsk-kdYZOl5t4kxVG8DBl4T3XHlFTdSh4fL6_p6Obeek2RYS0HvsBkfuPVZ8PkYITzuWmXpNEGqe69rIS4bf-1lg3QQ0/s640/blogger-image--1357584359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_gZeLw5H5z60ss0i4BQ6Pss43ttYnKDQSo1FA0wLgzqPwWMU-vsk-kdYZOl5t4kxVG8DBl4T3XHlFTdSh4fL6_p6Obeek2RYS0HvsBkfuPVZ8PkYITzuWmXpNEGqe69rIS4bf-1lg3QQ0/s640/blogger-image--1357584359.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Rain, rain, rain... And some thunder and lightning as well. The pool was quickly filling up with water but it didn't overflow. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSHaHEViBBljD87r2nRTDkTg2cyR7DrY5olCclrr4zZozm8cPPn86sx-jA2CZW4ZVfoEueIUWUtJ5Nn6Yvo9fako_VDk8nTtPrzjOvBBeu2E7PtXcv-o_toZ9S1LYAndvL_SgrfvmvYNzE/s640/blogger-image--1319881901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSHaHEViBBljD87r2nRTDkTg2cyR7DrY5olCclrr4zZozm8cPPn86sx-jA2CZW4ZVfoEueIUWUtJ5Nn6Yvo9fako_VDk8nTtPrzjOvBBeu2E7PtXcv-o_toZ9S1LYAndvL_SgrfvmvYNzE/s640/blogger-image--1319881901.jpg"></a></div></div>Åsa is experiencing with preserving and "making" olives. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">You may notice the olive tree behind the pool in the background, to the right of Åsa's face below. That's the source. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5CXRQYWXjDiYZCPR82HsmBkfQocInqmPtO2aKR4WxUOITIZUKNFFvVRJY_e6McL2dlNvVvVhxYFQS3NtPIRVRJVdEXh7gvmKoFaXehQV3LJSYHCgTAKH-gI1py7gevNIXudaiMd4nCrw1/s640/blogger-image-1981570758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5CXRQYWXjDiYZCPR82HsmBkfQocInqmPtO2aKR4WxUOITIZUKNFFvVRJY_e6McL2dlNvVvVhxYFQS3NtPIRVRJVdEXh7gvmKoFaXehQV3LJSYHCgTAKH-gI1py7gevNIXudaiMd4nCrw1/s640/blogger-image-1981570758.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Åsa has picked olives from their own olive tree which are now in those jars that she is holding. After a lengthy process, and mixed with garlic, lemon, rosemary and more, the olives should be ready for consumption sometime early in the new year. Best of luck, Åsa. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Ulf and Åsa went to the gym mid morning. I was home alone, watching football and tennis on TV when suddenly the electricity died. It turned out that large portion of the area was without power for quite a while. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After they got home, we went out again in search of lunch. Which we found at this place. Which had power. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Y1JsKhd4iphkVtTeQLi3wBR-Jv_-P1-XFe2QSktDXmpmUzkRR_HS0Hovq2Si8Qkv0gdgHVWtBHu8Wm9p8lL5KgH_husVUfAFzUqC3QxPJq5if5_SoPRTMCAad3BPYUPfsibzVCbHd96u/s640/blogger-image--1640555398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Y1JsKhd4iphkVtTeQLi3wBR-Jv_-P1-XFe2QSktDXmpmUzkRR_HS0Hovq2Si8Qkv0gdgHVWtBHu8Wm9p8lL5KgH_husVUfAFzUqC3QxPJq5if5_SoPRTMCAad3BPYUPfsibzVCbHd96u/s640/blogger-image--1640555398.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">At the first table we were given, I could suddenly feel a raindrop on my shoulder. What the? Yes, the water was coming through the cracks on the ceiling in the picture below. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9sW_BQEmQ3lOLQLc-pU5_57Tz-RBjamAXMPiB7dpxZlADmNJQSJDlnTyPEgPrAMWudKzxfj4Ftj0oS5GiGJfVGqFaAqFIxtpZ7rMX04CN4y7X-iKUPi7zu16xswVhSdUsOB58_a9KPRMG/s640/blogger-image-1912748393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9sW_BQEmQ3lOLQLc-pU5_57Tz-RBjamAXMPiB7dpxZlADmNJQSJDlnTyPEgPrAMWudKzxfj4Ftj0oS5GiGJfVGqFaAqFIxtpZ7rMX04CN4y7X-iKUPi7zu16xswVhSdUsOB58_a9KPRMG/s640/blogger-image-1912748393.jpg"></a></div>And this was how the floor looked. On both sides of the table we had. Visions of a ceiling caving in came to mind and we swiftly move to another table where no ceiling cracks were visible. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRBsuRvlGjPdHF8HUYBxKpKwxJd2ZFjrMsfOEFgTU6jET2v5uMlVlQz21f_lLX0UacsbcYRyYxDTx1DAkyCj-wzH3oWAMu7p4V3PxX4jdyiVQGvoIJZTdD_dPhUsbcUXokMLvKQvsiuqp/s640/blogger-image-1758015058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRBsuRvlGjPdHF8HUYBxKpKwxJd2ZFjrMsfOEFgTU6jET2v5uMlVlQz21f_lLX0UacsbcYRyYxDTx1DAkyCj-wzH3oWAMu7p4V3PxX4jdyiVQGvoIJZTdD_dPhUsbcUXokMLvKQvsiuqp/s640/blogger-image-1758015058.jpg"></a></div>Today's lunch was... Fish. A winner here. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> Menú del día in Spain is called Prato de dia In Portugal and you could choose a food item from a section of the menu as your main dish. Which include whole fish. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">These guys below were sold as "bream" and the 3 of us all had a plate as per below. Tasty!</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8rmIK_GuvuAo8heGVS-4D_YDnvd9KcGaQS319L3e7gVDhbZmzfoVv9oWCfgssDHsVbY6OFWM5L3tAIc0yh5JexzUzjCVnVRBbLd_NE_zb8TptEJmnuHT2sQFZTHDcimQC9kTMSQ50xIJ/s640/blogger-image-197218378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8rmIK_GuvuAo8heGVS-4D_YDnvd9KcGaQS319L3e7gVDhbZmzfoVv9oWCfgssDHsVbY6OFWM5L3tAIc0yh5JexzUzjCVnVRBbLd_NE_zb8TptEJmnuHT2sQFZTHDcimQC9kTMSQ50xIJ/s640/blogger-image-197218378.jpg"></a></div>There was a Portuguese crowd at the next table who celebrated somebody's birthday. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtV8PDY7IPTZ6TXf1o8NXBZzrF2AG-77yQWvdD-ACUHHCKp-91YVpChOiK-jepGOi8ptmeY-QJOT8JfHZfPKxwxLazlz60IYLcKGt1Dwcal4hKtejcuuyQsf5hL_xPLbhZRDU590HwaXx/s640/blogger-image--258677044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtV8PDY7IPTZ6TXf1o8NXBZzrF2AG-77yQWvdD-ACUHHCKp-91YVpChOiK-jepGOi8ptmeY-QJOT8JfHZfPKxwxLazlz60IYLcKGt1Dwcal4hKtejcuuyQsf5hL_xPLbhZRDU590HwaXx/s640/blogger-image--258677044.jpg"></a></div>The friendly Portuguese first gave us a piece of their almond birthday cake and then a glass champagne each. How nice is that? We drink to that. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrh7N9kI38ylmyLO9wXz7v09RbShoE0rUMamqXBMDCtavo6kSfoXLbuSUlUSWOJwbWj5V6V_OH-Ic1EDCRZ9ykUNXxPzZeOdO96ghUv5T2UsS0ama75sxx3sWKqbW50Soy0PDT_xtB5XAM/s640/blogger-image-857189152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrh7N9kI38ylmyLO9wXz7v09RbShoE0rUMamqXBMDCtavo6kSfoXLbuSUlUSWOJwbWj5V6V_OH-Ic1EDCRZ9ykUNXxPzZeOdO96ghUv5T2UsS0ama75sxx3sWKqbW50Soy0PDT_xtB5XAM/s640/blogger-image-857189152.jpg"></a></div>After lunch it was back to base. Today was not a day for long excursions. Yes, it did rain a bit even here from memory. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEQAq_dJyXR8p7EBb9oQ96SAdsGAoNhwx8y17x2QtiU40y9tfRj-SeLt2q3kTgz1G1n5z74kVVvunWARVZtiISy4caUI66gRsKhZEPf6Uj5lrWMxH6T0kvjMeHMkq2QwkkBYrV4PwFz4C/s640/blogger-image--1771990551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEQAq_dJyXR8p7EBb9oQ96SAdsGAoNhwx8y17x2QtiU40y9tfRj-SeLt2q3kTgz1G1n5z74kVVvunWARVZtiISy4caUI66gRsKhZEPf6Uj5lrWMxH6T0kvjMeHMkq2QwkkBYrV4PwFz4C/s640/blogger-image--1771990551.jpg"></a></div>Recycling is of course huge in Europe. Ulf to the left and our restaurant waiter to the right. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrVer-EuE-rVyVr2EfAmfSI8-O_jfvgxGEhvXdKNCZtbibwrx9FlyD8oV8hDJ7aORLdk4Spyx_1bRJurz1_MRqp85Wk8N49mI3FWELDGeixeB1MrpkJMyItEtm9qfYsNZfaGT26Zjh3FG/s640/blogger-image-2145954551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrVer-EuE-rVyVr2EfAmfSI8-O_jfvgxGEhvXdKNCZtbibwrx9FlyD8oV8hDJ7aORLdk4Spyx_1bRJurz1_MRqp85Wk8N49mI3FWELDGeixeB1MrpkJMyItEtm9qfYsNZfaGT26Zjh3FG/s640/blogger-image-2145954551.jpg"></a></div>We all went out for dinner as well. Ulf and Åsa wanted me to try a signature dish at this pizzeria. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rLaxeebo9jP7rIFmdd2gzZ92sSVjZsQ9DiI1TNiPG4C4zpvT108qjkfjVxK1E1wnPIUdoUYy3Dmd6uHi_GEAalr_oRZU5FKAtau_MB60QHCeAGp1_bFgxULcjUTXGiC9p19hpS4HIGG3/s640/blogger-image--2086777251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3rLaxeebo9jP7rIFmdd2gzZ92sSVjZsQ9DiI1TNiPG4C4zpvT108qjkfjVxK1E1wnPIUdoUYy3Dmd6uHi_GEAalr_oRZU5FKAtau_MB60QHCeAGp1_bFgxULcjUTXGiC9p19hpS4HIGG3/s640/blogger-image--2086777251.jpg"></a></div>This is the restaurant's speciality. The dish is essentially baked spaghetti marinara with a thin pizza crust on top. It is served at the table as per below and there was food for 4 people there although the 3 of us did our best to demolish it all. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YBL50gc6K3hryOz_9CquvPgmGPRLWrzMMfCaYcpOJYrZcDFvFqCpUsNLZR5-b2Vbh12yanS_7PTt4ARHdTXLBUDRaRBjsd3m1Hw-dkYHCRCi1CRGLmztNdW_Oo_dqzzCPFoJf4q2RGhL/s640/blogger-image-217117399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YBL50gc6K3hryOz_9CquvPgmGPRLWrzMMfCaYcpOJYrZcDFvFqCpUsNLZR5-b2Vbh12yanS_7PTt4ARHdTXLBUDRaRBjsd3m1Hw-dkYHCRCi1CRGLmztNdW_Oo_dqzzCPFoJf4q2RGhL/s640/blogger-image-217117399.jpg"></a></div>Yes this was very yummy. Plenty of seafood in it and the pizza crust worked brilliantly as an accompanying bread. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45NRN_qzvPs2aCJwgvu2BCF0cf2fsTvsS0DT59PgdGNp9dC_xfG00mMPOBpQ0T-IohPbDhT6TXVk88a5EvnsSY01O89_w9nU_Dpg_-ce_7PXuBpXm4T9okmL543IszpKmPJSh0JTq3epv/s640/blogger-image-2100517141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45NRN_qzvPs2aCJwgvu2BCF0cf2fsTvsS0DT59PgdGNp9dC_xfG00mMPOBpQ0T-IohPbDhT6TXVk88a5EvnsSY01O89_w9nU_Dpg_-ce_7PXuBpXm4T9okmL543IszpKmPJSh0JTq3epv/s640/blogger-image-2100517141.jpg"></a></div>As we got back home again, Åsa soon went to bed and Ulf and I had a few beers while chatting and watching more football on TV. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-85752994207674413652015-10-31T02:14:00.001-07:002015-10-31T15:36:30.074-07:00Sat 31 Oct - Gramacho R&R Day 2<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Quiet morning. The morning after the night before. Also it's Halloween but I didn't really notice. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I got up late at 9am and after breakfast, Åsa gave Ulf and me a lift to Carvoeiro. </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf and I were off to do a cliff top hike east along the Atlantic coast to Benagil. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDxKMcOZZhn1PeQ2iGmqpRX_TQba8UlYW5HY0FYlSmveOqafaT_Hkqvj34hB-weQ2n7F4x96g1TXerWLpBu2e3S2MvFE7OvfBUFKwguGkOdpt-JOUkV5Hnxme95ek4DBBAfIoiC2dCK3Ly/s640/blogger-image-2014869959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDxKMcOZZhn1PeQ2iGmqpRX_TQba8UlYW5HY0FYlSmveOqafaT_Hkqvj34hB-weQ2n7F4x96g1TXerWLpBu2e3S2MvFE7OvfBUFKwguGkOdpt-JOUkV5Hnxme95ek4DBBAfIoiC2dCK3Ly/s640/blogger-image-2014869959.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The path was well indicated with these yellow and red markers. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLSUb2bQd7jWBvV4gKybYeDEVGSA7thCjANsW0Crhm_oR-vH5h5Z9rjJXsj_pxgwRof9gLaVFlnQKvvoRxN-Df0yfGPkIwyaX5zlBV3dLk7okwcEb6pfYgucvHYFezzHJ3XQgy6ZLLKOM/s640/blogger-image--501695376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLSUb2bQd7jWBvV4gKybYeDEVGSA7thCjANsW0Crhm_oR-vH5h5Z9rjJXsj_pxgwRof9gLaVFlnQKvvoRxN-Df0yfGPkIwyaX5zlBV3dLk7okwcEb6pfYgucvHYFezzHJ3XQgy6ZLLKOM/s640/blogger-image--501695376.jpg"></a></div>Runkeeper application was put into GPS action and here are the statistics. We did very slow progress as we constantly stopped and checked out the sceneries as well as having a coffee break halfway through. </div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpJBcbgD3ji6iMJYoy2LeJRiFrWEAfF1Zl3r65DMhDf__348B1QJ0cjBdNHnq0U_3T1y3WdYsm4M2_EnolPay9xsukZi79L0XorrqULk_6OyZtm3NovSHG1Rat-1qBQ9yHHRill3GVebC/s640/blogger-image-2019168465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpJBcbgD3ji6iMJYoy2LeJRiFrWEAfF1Zl3r65DMhDf__348B1QJ0cjBdNHnq0U_3T1y3WdYsm4M2_EnolPay9xsukZi79L0XorrqULk_6OyZtm3NovSHG1Rat-1qBQ9yHHRill3GVebC/s640/blogger-image-2019168465.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The very first section off <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Carvoeiro </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">was on a boardwalk. Some money had been spent here as the boardwalk looked properly maintained and was very nice. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByx3Wwe33b4Oj46l1i9Ubha2TL4u6fsPZ0EmrHk5EY9l2l-YRA3-hXfrZmorpB4T5J8RToXk1pfzdvqdA-jj2yfhj_hkwYs41pv5uX0ImN5Lv5U0lHselNPYkD193sRqi18-yacN2WWND/s640/blogger-image--3903090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByx3Wwe33b4Oj46l1i9Ubha2TL4u6fsPZ0EmrHk5EY9l2l-YRA3-hXfrZmorpB4T5J8RToXk1pfzdvqdA-jj2yfhj_hkwYs41pv5uX0ImN5Lv5U0lHselNPYkD193sRqi18-yacN2WWND/s640/blogger-image--3903090.jpg"></a></div>After hiking 1km or so, we arrived at this point. Down from the trail were bathroom facilities and a bar/cafe although the latter turned out to be closed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7vh5NtQyUFtQMOPmpxCVlgESrh3plN_4kmdZPykO4M0TLSF6aNgCLNTK-TfG2LBfEPEr15_5cPLGpKVjzLAAvP_DBvLf-7MrARvCERwjVvEiV_tJfRXuk7hsSQ_YKtvWmnh_WJ_YZ_s93/s640/blogger-image-1271854836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7vh5NtQyUFtQMOPmpxCVlgESrh3plN_4kmdZPykO4M0TLSF6aNgCLNTK-TfG2LBfEPEr15_5cPLGpKVjzLAAvP_DBvLf-7MrARvCERwjVvEiV_tJfRXuk7hsSQ_YKtvWmnh_WJ_YZ_s93/s640/blogger-image-1271854836.jpg"></a></div>Boneca means doll and somebody thought that the opening towards the water on the other side of this tunnel looked like... A doll. Sorry no picture but not even my vivid imagination could see any similarity with a doll. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhga7dvc7KTEJ_z1OKkyRkObZpkhyPBPIFvkxV4OmO9fOHYB7A3MFhpzTQ2VF8jyPXuQ0FAOo2BEdBNNzPAHjslHb4z22ZzUuGMKODuW1G_tdSyHdrl9WNv4Q4jDIjey-EJOEUsxskv4tn9/s640/blogger-image--759315204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhga7dvc7KTEJ_z1OKkyRkObZpkhyPBPIFvkxV4OmO9fOHYB7A3MFhpzTQ2VF8jyPXuQ0FAOo2BEdBNNzPAHjslHb4z22ZzUuGMKODuW1G_tdSyHdrl9WNv4Q4jDIjey-EJOEUsxskv4tn9/s640/blogger-image--759315204.jpg"></a></div>There were various walkways and stairs off the point above and here I am looking scared while checking the distance down to the water. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8frGyL31ZweDzQddK2VTcvLeJ6tjFZYCLbVT3Hj2sko7isHr4j73yNdCAzgjJOp956ZSeGEIAbbcMaj_DhT7S7-R1D3rU9Yie6-AFiEkQC6AV-PKd7iE15uz5YasZuezcIMhpG-1Zj4L7/s640/blogger-image-451097448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8frGyL31ZweDzQddK2VTcvLeJ6tjFZYCLbVT3Hj2sko7isHr4j73yNdCAzgjJOp956ZSeGEIAbbcMaj_DhT7S7-R1D3rU9Yie6-AFiEkQC6AV-PKd7iE15uz5YasZuezcIMhpG-1Zj4L7/s640/blogger-image-451097448.jpg"></a></div>Plenty of erosion had resulted in openings and tunnels like the below. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrcQl_404Q1rqWCuf5ohtlbBfIvaNmkD9VK5v0df1Rt1nyhDNLSN7ue-x8jlOaGcCv7CLMoUCU9o16sCMOEzF7AuO4DqMaRoTcMu0SoPWskFqAM7ZMM1tsV5MoGuZ8UGghNRerT028UTTg/s640/blogger-image-1669206528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrcQl_404Q1rqWCuf5ohtlbBfIvaNmkD9VK5v0df1Rt1nyhDNLSN7ue-x8jlOaGcCv7CLMoUCU9o16sCMOEzF7AuO4DqMaRoTcMu0SoPWskFqAM7ZMM1tsV5MoGuZ8UGghNRerT028UTTg/s640/blogger-image-1669206528.jpg"></a></div>There was no question about the beauty of the walk. The path went up and down headland, along beaches and bays as here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_LlY6R2DuuZyJU0gNy-I2ACF94KJF6Ht5ZdzSl36-ZL8FFAoyRhOvgTcWS_v-cSVbN5xB_FioqXVtalyJ3gAzJgsKFmM-7PojkXuoN3RbGDSaOtcHxfJlIhdhey8TQx3orCex1jlrbfS/s640/blogger-image-1193327565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_LlY6R2DuuZyJU0gNy-I2ACF94KJF6Ht5ZdzSl36-ZL8FFAoyRhOvgTcWS_v-cSVbN5xB_FioqXVtalyJ3gAzJgsKFmM-7PojkXuoN3RbGDSaOtcHxfJlIhdhey8TQx3orCex1jlrbfS/s640/blogger-image-1193327565.jpg"></a></div>Alfonzino lighthouse and...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3HFY7XUl9qxhHltcLAxON8Ehe5Kei9BFWbgJz9Q_koS-KIxeDIZ102UVFl6vE7LAOIkVy4Lo-ajmKpbMPU4hvmvuAVk2CxF70-OL3tObOZW-GOhBowmP2TwY_gBdPB4_2dxRzTTb7Cfe/s640/blogger-image--509700164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3HFY7XUl9qxhHltcLAxON8Ehe5Kei9BFWbgJz9Q_koS-KIxeDIZ102UVFl6vE7LAOIkVy4Lo-ajmKpbMPU4hvmvuAVk2CxF70-OL3tObOZW-GOhBowmP2TwY_gBdPB4_2dxRzTTb7Cfe/s640/blogger-image--509700164.jpg"></a></div>...its story below. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvdA6FrXCBCWB9gfDF7ByB_0LNbRsKTI2mBmb4hQWhRV6pQdsKc04u2-i2XhCCc19efMqZN5Xv7JxvLMKO5KkDwZXTKJOcImeNmb_VerTJLEcVSpjGWmCq7FPdcKr3b0YezBDPK7JbbEF/s640/blogger-image--1378799192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvdA6FrXCBCWB9gfDF7ByB_0LNbRsKTI2mBmb4hQWhRV6pQdsKc04u2-i2XhCCc19efMqZN5Xv7JxvLMKO5KkDwZXTKJOcImeNmb_VerTJLEcVSpjGWmCq7FPdcKr3b0YezBDPK7JbbEF/s640/blogger-image--1378799192.jpg"></a></div>Plenty of blowholes as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6L1QNUzjtkYShJGmfI3ClVFepDqj0IyQXwV5_y_hRzrN3s81KPnFeLJAPJSij4ou_btnLBo2CQaKxfoOVYFtlVoVUeYV8fAqBabqebn0gW298Ri1PUClz4IR1eUAXN6WDA8WQe5aJOEee/s640/blogger-image-2142346645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6L1QNUzjtkYShJGmfI3ClVFepDqj0IyQXwV5_y_hRzrN3s81KPnFeLJAPJSij4ou_btnLBo2CQaKxfoOVYFtlVoVUeYV8fAqBabqebn0gW298Ri1PUClz4IR1eUAXN6WDA8WQe5aJOEee/s640/blogger-image-2142346645.jpg"></a></div>Now, this beach was interesting and unique. Why?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBeLGdW6LCwVCr0DhZcetq2B0oDdEIxvgbmlhq9K7X7OJXgOl-_bK3i6G1p_p_J6FlK99nokhVe31VJdPVHx3SvkAv21bSJmcKRBDq5Rxol25MamAuNVyZld5OneFxcgADxB6k7hT6AUu/s640/blogger-image-1452043332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBeLGdW6LCwVCr0DhZcetq2B0oDdEIxvgbmlhq9K7X7OJXgOl-_bK3i6G1p_p_J6FlK99nokhVe31VJdPVHx3SvkAv21bSJmcKRBDq5Rxol25MamAuNVyZld5OneFxcgADxB6k7hT6AUu/s640/blogger-image-1452043332.jpg"></a></div>Because the only access point is...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjoItSlX6CucELzLz2UfIgC9R7cbGF1KS0qzwGnwNBjTGVQ1ma0qZ2r0MbZVLzpldRQg9sDsSeAORKVvgQlZt1eqCEBbrHli2_diFKpfSKwrIZD-1nJXDxQELVhQ7ABlfKzem87dtk1mG/s640/blogger-image-654588034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjoItSlX6CucELzLz2UfIgC9R7cbGF1KS0qzwGnwNBjTGVQ1ma0qZ2r0MbZVLzpldRQg9sDsSeAORKVvgQlZt1eqCEBbrHli2_diFKpfSKwrIZD-1nJXDxQELVhQ7ABlfKzem87dtk1mG/s640/blogger-image-654588034.jpg"></a></div>...through this tunnel. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInSUStJd6k49M5Bp3p969H50bNYoBjMLQ9ORcz9SkKTINcbzVpvuTwhBVEW7zNBxtqMz14dRkNo7BxVAIdjIewJL5r6wR_qkspI7IfiQQIhosl8LuOOviauDsSPsVnmcFnld5pp873UYk/s640/blogger-image-986125551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInSUStJd6k49M5Bp3p969H50bNYoBjMLQ9ORcz9SkKTINcbzVpvuTwhBVEW7zNBxtqMz14dRkNo7BxVAIdjIewJL5r6wR_qkspI7IfiQQIhosl8LuOOviauDsSPsVnmcFnld5pp873UYk/s640/blogger-image-986125551.jpg"></a></div>Ulf is demonstrating walking back up. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gbJhJpIsXydXmDrqGmAlzv0hgWaGabL7YoIifrJN0nBBEE055d4IqBAp8bjbzOg2-JYBO22-nS2fIprHo96-tcIIU5FBa8XkB0dC39gtcL0yocgDZI1e5OieLWAixjTP8JtTktQ1DR0D/s640/blogger-image-603463052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gbJhJpIsXydXmDrqGmAlzv0hgWaGabL7YoIifrJN0nBBEE055d4IqBAp8bjbzOg2-JYBO22-nS2fIprHo96-tcIIU5FBa8XkB0dC39gtcL0yocgDZI1e5OieLWAixjTP8JtTktQ1DR0D/s640/blogger-image-603463052.jpg"></a></div>The beach itself. There were a handful of sun seekers and one swimmer, a guy who pinched his nose every time the waves rolled in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh631g667OsDkEwuug73p6AsUVCPNfYmrBsFK4s0o8nYjZ7zHLofbCrGr5DfWS5MkLFlXMoYp6r3W3Ig2tuuVmkxhnfG18HU876ocQ5PhM4sOaqC5JxeNLoLgZcacvI0xj6wdYAiV3kS1jL/s640/blogger-image--318904494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh631g667OsDkEwuug73p6AsUVCPNfYmrBsFK4s0o8nYjZ7zHLofbCrGr5DfWS5MkLFlXMoYp6r3W3Ig2tuuVmkxhnfG18HU876ocQ5PhM4sOaqC5JxeNLoLgZcacvI0xj6wdYAiV3kS1jL/s640/blogger-image--318904494.jpg"></a></div>The walk with break and exploration <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">took 3 hours almost to the minute. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">We then had lunch at a restaurant in </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Benagil. Ulf called Åsa who came with the car and joined us for a feed. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Ulf and Åsa had an appointment to check out an apartment back in </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Carvoeiro as a potential property investment but it was time enough beforehand for a visit to a supermarket. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Here is Ulf shopping the absolutely essentials as Ulf and I drank the house dry of beer last night. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwDfpXob-v3mZTVDnP2FjqkT2Q5fFojkCmG7ZVKxQqRm7lcNI8OCjzA1ZYSPleWOUAzJP-2jc1R-Er8YyDGMJva0fuOQHQl1-K5DOIZF3MGcONps2xIZ-sKqQv7v3VGq0rzeh0X2bEPe3M/s640/blogger-image--1506131050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwDfpXob-v3mZTVDnP2FjqkT2Q5fFojkCmG7ZVKxQqRm7lcNI8OCjzA1ZYSPleWOUAzJP-2jc1R-Er8YyDGMJva0fuOQHQl1-K5DOIZF3MGcONps2xIZ-sKqQv7v3VGq0rzeh0X2bEPe3M/s640/blogger-image--1506131050.jpg"></a></div>In the fish and seafood section, they were selling dourada, the lovely whole fish I had as lunch yesterday. Ulf maintains that the English name is golden bream. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Dourado in Portuguese means golden. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizenEjySFwr0dNBuj_iwlMS3AEG9Rimvf5xePCg41M99czugc-H_Py5X5dK8FHHBvvx-MJH8yUej6F9URkvVmaG4rzANA_ODU-uNZYZusU55REK7kw0056mEZ1AhgprlevvHHGKZy8WG1x/s640/blogger-image--1029534436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizenEjySFwr0dNBuj_iwlMS3AEG9Rimvf5xePCg41M99czugc-H_Py5X5dK8FHHBvvx-MJH8yUej6F9URkvVmaG4rzANA_ODU-uNZYZusU55REK7kw0056mEZ1AhgprlevvHHGKZy8WG1x/s640/blogger-image--1029534436.jpg"></a></div>The supermarket of course had that mandatory stinky section of dried salty cod that seems to be everywhere in food shops. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib_3WHqOuizaUBcqys4npLN2AAYBh_Y8ANsghsU1c-rH90j25sxhQ_xvNNoQVmZCDxr3hG-NHZi40DtFRpOmfP2zsyIz0U0egShmsWemUVgSON_NX95Esrlqc5aIMFgINsn35zDPdIj8K4/s640/blogger-image-165155884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib_3WHqOuizaUBcqys4npLN2AAYBh_Y8ANsghsU1c-rH90j25sxhQ_xvNNoQVmZCDxr3hG-NHZi40DtFRpOmfP2zsyIz0U0egShmsWemUVgSON_NX95Esrlqc5aIMFgINsn35zDPdIj8K4/s640/blogger-image-165155884.jpg"></a></div>This was a first for me. A big open grill inside the supermarket. I assumed that you can buy something of choice and they grill it for you. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhenrjh2cPzH_wePwKDLaByJL6OjMlm6EYAzEXzLBLWcXrr6BsaB7i3EKKaO-9Jrz-IWTbaofeM3Ov1HVMRg-n0MrVvLuPjcaBjIvS4Y42E63Kh5U65WTQWKInQr5zUh2g3GXkYXg4PBdY/s640/blogger-image-1201265820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhenrjh2cPzH_wePwKDLaByJL6OjMlm6EYAzEXzLBLWcXrr6BsaB7i3EKKaO-9Jrz-IWTbaofeM3Ov1HVMRg-n0MrVvLuPjcaBjIvS4Y42E63Kh5U65WTQWKInQr5zUh2g3GXkYXg4PBdY/s640/blogger-image-1201265820.jpg"></a></div>At 4pm we met the guy outside the building who was going to show Ulf and Åsa that apartment. Top floor, left. The apartment was over 2 floors and with another balcony that you can't see in this picture. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtL6Jbwfaa5P6VtTSHReQ2gv0vx2UXI2oxcn183awBTDmdetu7yVsreexLzEAM1f6U1VAvJP4Gvsum9UYJMAouVrD-5rvc24U4IJJspO8_d0Lhh4nbmVOXGUcMi-2-zwy7OMmF26ZIfFdD/s640/blogger-image--2052629043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtL6Jbwfaa5P6VtTSHReQ2gv0vx2UXI2oxcn183awBTDmdetu7yVsreexLzEAM1f6U1VAvJP4Gvsum9UYJMAouVrD-5rvc24U4IJJspO8_d0Lhh4nbmVOXGUcMi-2-zwy7OMmF26ZIfFdD/s640/blogger-image--2052629043.jpg"></a></div>I liked the apartment. I could see it as a good investment if the price was right. Below was the only drawback. A very narrow circular staircase connected the two floors. Not much space for yourself and never mind getting furniture and other large items up or down. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvuLyVbdSoBPjWqXgwRk1jbzaIyA8B5IrcdNhLpEyClKJOusUu0KnHDe_muMrXVQf18x9iQFH46kLn7GMb0UUkAeeksIZd7reY-K29o9pwShJd36GaoBmoB00Vyv_cg_vra3oYLdv3ITk/s640/blogger-image--1133099180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvuLyVbdSoBPjWqXgwRk1jbzaIyA8B5IrcdNhLpEyClKJOusUu0KnHDe_muMrXVQf18x9iQFH46kLn7GMb0UUkAeeksIZd7reY-K29o9pwShJd36GaoBmoB00Vyv_cg_vra3oYLdv3ITk/s640/blogger-image--1133099180.jpg"></a></div>The apartment was small but it had 2 bedrooms and could house a family of 4.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPOZvnd6MLx93qaXDLCk7lMVd-sB8UwpqkVHHB7Y6W7lorfWL73UoFsciPCbjkIOuTeltKKyXM4Hn8uQ_OtCQ9q6cV5YDsE_Ya-W4ujj6N5reaxVNWREEbjLPZn9UU1QW5tzjwaOf9OAG/s640/blogger-image--2074139030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPOZvnd6MLx93qaXDLCk7lMVd-sB8UwpqkVHHB7Y6W7lorfWL73UoFsciPCbjkIOuTeltKKyXM4Hn8uQ_OtCQ9q6cV5YDsE_Ya-W4ujj6N5reaxVNWREEbjLPZn9UU1QW5tzjwaOf9OAG/s640/blogger-image--2074139030.jpg"></a></div>Attractive for holiday makers would be the proximity to the beach and the views. This photo is taken from the lower level balcony. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9sDjHtHSvIub67g3mUNZvD3U_ywkEuygnEGO__g_4RhGQXQlaJhzEnTrGpzeWShzW3_lVCAKpJBDkhZvSH2T1EVRaNA6Psn_fYcStq58yr7hneKcX_1VOzfSfLRAZWUPHIpoQMTX669r/s640/blogger-image-2076961701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9sDjHtHSvIub67g3mUNZvD3U_ywkEuygnEGO__g_4RhGQXQlaJhzEnTrGpzeWShzW3_lVCAKpJBDkhZvSH2T1EVRaNA6Psn_fYcStq58yr7hneKcX_1VOzfSfLRAZWUPHIpoQMTX669r/s640/blogger-image-2076961701.jpg"></a></div>Zooming out from the picture above. Access to the beach is through the stairs to the right. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5b7yI5yG8hptVyZpR-gGlhr7snw75DfUrWrpctrSZ5PVzaIDM7oH5I7t2QFU77JuccqhOG1RoSEQXSWz8DRXi17-42-RM6NMflodwXPLmIVLuGMmjL5GK1nqN0lPPQyuMskCsIaCoAmz/s640/blogger-image--185269240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC5b7yI5yG8hptVyZpR-gGlhr7snw75DfUrWrpctrSZ5PVzaIDM7oH5I7t2QFU77JuccqhOG1RoSEQXSWz8DRXi17-42-RM6NMflodwXPLmIVLuGMmjL5GK1nqN0lPPQyuMskCsIaCoAmz/s640/blogger-image--185269240.jpg"></a></div>Another shot from the balcony overlooking the township of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Carvoeiro. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiBhiWeLPV27WzrGHiQ4t7mz7IdWe2j3iWVLSYNpmCmhtNK1tMKN9TZTOqhPDTLFNpdQ60se8ekknKfEBcOvNmD8IfHxphxkA7uHNIAOJnT4752HdSOhnd7rFTV85Vm1nL5ev1iDaUBSmh/s640/blogger-image-1243889926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiBhiWeLPV27WzrGHiQ4t7mz7IdWe2j3iWVLSYNpmCmhtNK1tMKN9TZTOqhPDTLFNpdQ60se8ekknKfEBcOvNmD8IfHxphxkA7uHNIAOJnT4752HdSOhnd7rFTV85Vm1nL5ev1iDaUBSmh/s640/blogger-image-1243889926.jpg"></a></div>After the apartment inspection, we all went back to Ulf and Åsa's home at the Pestana Golf Resort. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Later, Åsa prepared dinner for us. Lovely grilled shrimps with chili and parsley as an entree. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">For a main, she did something that was called tortilla lasagna (she showed me the recipe) which didn't make sense. Tortilla of course is the Spanish word for omelette and the sheets in this lasagna dish were of a corn. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">With pieces of chicken inside, the dish looked like a lasagna but tasted distinctly Mexican. It was very tasty. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Ulf had some problems with his lower back. In Portugal, on a Saturday, you just call your Masseur and ask for a house visit. So Saturday evening at 7.30pm the Masseur arrived and worked on Ulf for an</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">hour. Try to get that in Australia. Ha!</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Later, we watched a Swedish tv-program called "Så mycket bättre", translated into "So much better" in English. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The idea of the tv-program was that you took a famous Swedish musical artist with some back catalogue of songs. You then let a bunch of other Swedish musical artists select one song each, interpret it and sing it in front of the others. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Between the songs, there were interviews with all involved and filmed interactions between them all. A kind of friendlier version of Big Brother. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The program concept was all new to me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">problem was that I never heard of the main artist Miriam Bryant before. Never have I heard of any of the "interpreters".</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I also found that the language of several of the artists was very poor. Lots of swearing and redundant words. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Still, the program was oddly fascinating and I watched it for the full hour or so with Ulf and Åsa who are fans. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">By 10.30pm the day had ran its course for all 3 of us and we all retired. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-58073382520699519092015-10-30T02:28:00.001-07:002015-10-31T02:10:24.396-07:00Fri 30 Oct - Gramacho R&R Day 1<div>Both Ulf and Åsa had prior commitments today. Commitments done prior to me stumbling in on their doorstep. </div><div><br></div><div>Hence, by 9am, I was by myself in their fantastic house at Pestana Golf Resort. If you hadn't realized it by now, both of them are golf fanatics. And yes, both their commitments today had to do with golf. </div><div><br></div><div>I had been given suggestions of things to do but first, a few pictures from outside and inside their house. </div><div><br></div><div>Ulf and Åsa had done major house renovations including opening up the floor plan by removing walls, installation of Swedish timber floorboards in most rooms and installing new brand new kitchen. I'm sure there is a lot more that they did but that was what I remembered. </div><div><br></div><div>The house as you approach it. From the road:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2a62FBXCaPx_3xAn7v_UjZKVa67hyphenhyphen2tKnLXVWIRExAPMZgky9jK_Q_VnmFBS8VtTxs_aicG2_TraQ0ycaqngNBy8GHoBESzYx1huPhZh4CmCSqj6IRIHEIlP50LBqTl2ZwjlaUziPfwI/s640/blogger-image--1189500869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2a62FBXCaPx_3xAn7v_UjZKVa67hyphenhyphen2tKnLXVWIRExAPMZgky9jK_Q_VnmFBS8VtTxs_aicG2_TraQ0ycaqngNBy8GHoBESzYx1huPhZh4CmCSqj6IRIHEIlP50LBqTl2ZwjlaUziPfwI/s640/blogger-image--1189500869.jpg"></a></div></div><div>And closer up. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2Qa_Q0XV74XqSiYU__qZLDOVdPf9LI_SXEFhFDJIT45E7EyV2VK0p56l_L2uEWX4K2U0cO_MDABb6NFBTK2mgjWkPao3WDUzBW3SrHpeSY0R47PjLvkeQrcA0TvRmYJs7uynqPsOwTN2/s640/blogger-image--1860019800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2Qa_Q0XV74XqSiYU__qZLDOVdPf9LI_SXEFhFDJIT45E7EyV2VK0p56l_L2uEWX4K2U0cO_MDABb6NFBTK2mgjWkPao3WDUzBW3SrHpeSY0R47PjLvkeQrcA0TvRmYJs7uynqPsOwTN2/s640/blogger-image--1860019800.jpg"></a></div>The backyard with pool, outdoor shower and pizza oven. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZ63h7cggfmkfWbWVfO887CulDILLLE0W3ANpeCvAPEIXu1WuZMm4pILXsefNIhbQWT2vKwPUGFvnKhVAFw4hWHihadpGYZEvwJBdMd7GAYfnBijdG-75rYoEnooWgjT0OVN2CKv-vn1s/s640/blogger-image-2051569175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZ63h7cggfmkfWbWVfO887CulDILLLE0W3ANpeCvAPEIXu1WuZMm4pILXsefNIhbQWT2vKwPUGFvnKhVAFw4hWHihadpGYZEvwJBdMd7GAYfnBijdG-75rYoEnooWgjT0OVN2CKv-vn1s/s640/blogger-image-2051569175.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The combined dining and living room. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXQHozG5OzFaMjbSNlDsBqZdilRMLJhN8ZKvg_o9hqxmjyUku9p3BsQc6y3zWJFULnSjyIwSAZIivfCqnqbSez-hj_VWOXuk1kb2ts8vOee4aHHDmvFbuJw5aOvYQQH2t-iwsv2y82nR3c/s640/blogger-image--248595973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXQHozG5OzFaMjbSNlDsBqZdilRMLJhN8ZKvg_o9hqxmjyUku9p3BsQc6y3zWJFULnSjyIwSAZIivfCqnqbSez-hj_VWOXuk1kb2ts8vOee4aHHDmvFbuJw5aOvYQQH2t-iwsv2y82nR3c/s640/blogger-image--248595973.jpg"></a></div>The kitchen. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpkezajS4yJUyec-TFF3NJdmfSrLuBkaTXtvKxrjwbwfbFYMnLFx3KZ0aMRsZjTPERy49zqfo1lcg2vHkFBGivL0F3lt3QCsBs4BmCilC7LjSvgmBV-iHWHOdRP6goTjYo8ZVK_KOgdir/s640/blogger-image-1034140451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpkezajS4yJUyec-TFF3NJdmfSrLuBkaTXtvKxrjwbwfbFYMnLFx3KZ0aMRsZjTPERy49zqfo1lcg2vHkFBGivL0F3lt3QCsBs4BmCilC7LjSvgmBV-iHWHOdRP6goTjYo8ZVK_KOgdir/s640/blogger-image-1034140451.jpg"></a></div>My temporary sleeping quarters. Sure beats albergues and 2 star hotel rooms. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66_d4ZK27SBX8LeuihrvNQAIZGFYr9_q_uhpoO286ShADauwBt9lYKCgdBWgXxs3n5Rb6kyWKAwgdTHHDkE5zmLo45YbBg2Y1eJeMFRHtlr-P9c88b_SkxPQ8d8yoBFyc5ssGSIcq7Q_F/s640/blogger-image-687911940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66_d4ZK27SBX8LeuihrvNQAIZGFYr9_q_uhpoO286ShADauwBt9lYKCgdBWgXxs3n5Rb6kyWKAwgdTHHDkE5zmLo45YbBg2Y1eJeMFRHtlr-P9c88b_SkxPQ8d8yoBFyc5ssGSIcq7Q_F/s640/blogger-image-687911940.jpg"></a></div>Upstairs there was this quirky little room. Ulf and Åsa used it as a relaxation room where you sit and just check out the neighborhood through the window. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgL6HF6gFu75jPdOGpa5T_17pNluK9zHXIqzPKfg2aVHZ4gnAlSPyhVyZcf2-v5TJ8fTa_ci6mkTIVePnlTH1FVhfEzEeR11et5_oevZUcQFMK2sx4YQo6PBp_PjzqisLM15NH9SOyMdk/s640/blogger-image--1753289264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgL6HF6gFu75jPdOGpa5T_17pNluK9zHXIqzPKfg2aVHZ4gnAlSPyhVyZcf2-v5TJ8fTa_ci6mkTIVePnlTH1FVhfEzEeR11et5_oevZUcQFMK2sx4YQo6PBp_PjzqisLM15NH9SOyMdk/s640/blogger-image--1753289264.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And these are the upstairs views of the neighborhood. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0pPiivYZiNHLy79BBEFMdObrIqxFg4bABR9dAmjEJg0asCFruB2AMBNONzM9JWRfdy7PWPeEVVg45aT2BFmgLjEhD-Ou851JLmsbBVFAOOyg-ABZME64pelbojn33mjcpyIOVJrIy1XJ/s640/blogger-image--443276109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0pPiivYZiNHLy79BBEFMdObrIqxFg4bABR9dAmjEJg0asCFruB2AMBNONzM9JWRfdy7PWPeEVVg45aT2BFmgLjEhD-Ou851JLmsbBVFAOOyg-ABZME64pelbojn33mjcpyIOVJrIy1XJ/s640/blogger-image--443276109.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Views from the upstairs balcony over the adjacent golf course. </span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyrp9yaespsnQFcmhkCEN843RG9_ofVnxYNsvJsZKfuz7XEW-a-_TAguTZx4k08YqT45gN8bv6Avnq1nNKWTC8j6LHP7c2FkJ7XJOQ8QQXBwAEd9SKp3jPqptqMWHy7VSt47gRs6xDUXp/s640/blogger-image-713381853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyrp9yaespsnQFcmhkCEN843RG9_ofVnxYNsvJsZKfuz7XEW-a-_TAguTZx4k08YqT45gN8bv6Avnq1nNKWTC8j6LHP7c2FkJ7XJOQ8QQXBwAEd9SKp3jPqptqMWHy7VSt47gRs6xDUXp/s640/blogger-image-713381853.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Pestana Golf Resort has two 18 hole golf courses within its grounds. And you can have no doubt that it is a golf resort as you walked through it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUsv1SjzfNJK1d5hTJXlIbnkgbBkMs5Ppm1qI30DzBCiMkpfvvTRUeLszxnSYKPddPmbfoT96nRH_06jC6xO0zlJeLAHnQPB2qFrKNDe_3PagAgonfs4yMI9O5BBMp9mc7sALB8IOyTrId/s640/blogger-image--1019106742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUsv1SjzfNJK1d5hTJXlIbnkgbBkMs5Ppm1qI30DzBCiMkpfvvTRUeLszxnSYKPddPmbfoT96nRH_06jC6xO0zlJeLAHnQPB2qFrKNDe_3PagAgonfs4yMI9O5BBMp9mc7sALB8IOyTrId/s640/blogger-image--1019106742.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiTanhWHR0xDTnFQFCruSjYCvbtKm3L-uTIjk1wtqE61E-Z0yMKS3tcmZFxN4leH6BX5X9w5oUMdYSqD93UM9oyFquZSnov1KdmG-WSb7ITSf93cmmkQjmG9DorVONjb9MBJ9s4flzVrUm/s640/blogger-image--1791635783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiTanhWHR0xDTnFQFCruSjYCvbtKm3L-uTIjk1wtqE61E-Z0yMKS3tcmZFxN4leH6BX5X9w5oUMdYSqD93UM9oyFquZSnov1KdmG-WSb7ITSf93cmmkQjmG9DorVONjb9MBJ9s4flzVrUm/s640/blogger-image--1791635783.jpg"></a></div>I spent the day by walking to the sea and back, to a small fishing village called Ferragudo. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The distance according to Ulf is approximately 5km one way and parts of it is on dirt road... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1KClaP5bnDoPxLRFzKBNHsJTiURT0CK8Zn7x7arrZQhv_11ablZ5RMJLL__B0nOsVSiIsqN6_H2uW8ox_Mlo2pi-7z4_MscboqlENwVDG8kaQ5IjtwIK0DH0f8UvDA97s0h0Lzmo8EECJ/s640/blogger-image--897490832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1KClaP5bnDoPxLRFzKBNHsJTiURT0CK8Zn7x7arrZQhv_11ablZ5RMJLL__B0nOsVSiIsqN6_H2uW8ox_Mlo2pi-7z4_MscboqlENwVDG8kaQ5IjtwIK0DH0f8UvDA97s0h0Lzmo8EECJ/s640/blogger-image--897490832.jpg"></a></div>...where anything can happen. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3c1fAt5BLGxYT239bcqO30HBDdpoMHHPCBZ_Qutr2o3DzwdAa_f5GVL6EhTnyka5UvncPghaOO5wrhUaRC2QEfJhAnHbqtm5Z4fFy4e2qqhxB1UwBPHrKN_ARPa2hs5shU6ojtONDz7Kb/s640/blogger-image--356778049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3c1fAt5BLGxYT239bcqO30HBDdpoMHHPCBZ_Qutr2o3DzwdAa_f5GVL6EhTnyka5UvncPghaOO5wrhUaRC2QEfJhAnHbqtm5Z4fFy4e2qqhxB1UwBPHrKN_ARPa2hs5shU6ojtONDz7Kb/s640/blogger-image--356778049.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In addition to goats, there are also wild dogs in the area and at one point I saw one of those dog's head pop up behind one of those clay walls.<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The stray dog was then following me from a distance for a while, which made me a bit nervous. However, I later heard that these dogs are not the ones to be worried about. The guard dogs are the bad ones if they get loose. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Ferragudo seemed genuine enough and today the day before 31 October, there was a Halloween event in its main square. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUOESVCSy8sDIUehF34HDSPV_l4K0KNyxjLDKIrPCc5p2br7k6rC04oQ2gnovvv9EhtavWh_1IzvpyRU1Gby8o-FDgv-9b6fBjYXvT8X985_y5Mnkp6R03bXTGICv_JkysIO7nRTgx1os/s640/blogger-image-909925270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUOESVCSy8sDIUehF34HDSPV_l4K0KNyxjLDKIrPCc5p2br7k6rC04oQ2gnovvv9EhtavWh_1IzvpyRU1Gby8o-FDgv-9b6fBjYXvT8X985_y5Mnkp6R03bXTGICv_JkysIO7nRTgx1os/s640/blogger-image-909925270.jpg"></a></div>There will still fisherman along Ferragudo's foreshore working with fish and nets. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95ap6DT2vCRyuP2YJVIaUaUAUQfxjQFacH2Gad0AmJlsQmUzjllGsjzNxmydHebF8GyMNFf7bwziFpUJ4PQsP9iAKJkXjQ82y9YfkIp9yD7yBrNd8ZsRMlfZaIt3Sokqxv5oltEdrGJFV/s640/blogger-image--1042891448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi95ap6DT2vCRyuP2YJVIaUaUAUQfxjQFacH2Gad0AmJlsQmUzjllGsjzNxmydHebF8GyMNFf7bwziFpUJ4PQsP9iAKJkXjQ82y9YfkIp9yD7yBrNd8ZsRMlfZaIt3Sokqxv5oltEdrGJFV/s640/blogger-image--1042891448.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGc0rNpK_NAM4d7Mih4PsQOqUt44KJf-JG0ceTlT3R7lYBghgbQFQvvX8awaTbewREBlUtDwdPTN_fs3zRqyJ6kh6GIL6P045opL4uVaRwvIf4-3hdddEZFcllnVGzAHhbxEbPIb5ngcl3/s640/blogger-image--371437100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGc0rNpK_NAM4d7Mih4PsQOqUt44KJf-JG0ceTlT3R7lYBghgbQFQvvX8awaTbewREBlUtDwdPTN_fs3zRqyJ6kh6GIL6P045opL4uVaRwvIf4-3hdddEZFcllnVGzAHhbxEbPIb5ngcl3/s640/blogger-image--371437100.jpg"></a></div>Given the moorish background of this area, many houses were one storey high, white painted and with colored frames. Mostly it looked great. A few examples.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTd5dsMGPSqW9jqIAIw2vsdkOwsyggVBcMnwm_6UkDwKJXH0W2PkFNdoqNOcqxKARUdT6bjQzO-iyaUF93QZxhbMI6Pyaeis1gAW1Mm7FA1igQ7_vhscTXdpz0Hk_JLE_40kmvgrdZU2tT/s640/blogger-image--1245742094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTd5dsMGPSqW9jqIAIw2vsdkOwsyggVBcMnwm_6UkDwKJXH0W2PkFNdoqNOcqxKARUdT6bjQzO-iyaUF93QZxhbMI6Pyaeis1gAW1Mm7FA1igQ7_vhscTXdpz0Hk_JLE_40kmvgrdZU2tT/s640/blogger-image--1245742094.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiadvRm96jj_oj9PFJKjJ2gGtVpJYdpabYTZiUdAAAY2lDV09Rbivi8MyCdUmTkmuIHhTuTWeLfkMi6_0qtj1xKJDnJimUe3RRBYpQuslC9WHS69N29-V4-isseKlxyDLBdd1KbIbv7bis-/s640/blogger-image-539071280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcnALJ6u5stp9BXWw3ANz0ks22C-tpnsxveYOMxQCTMr7ZSv82JJwS5EJWHM4suCF3weRJsDamv2b4TU3eK_4dnhaxXz2JEXb-OTp85BJHRqjFJrDJqJ2j_eFDQFbTxM8EXPSUh3iQGYN/s640/blogger-image--1548022820.jpg"></a></div></div>I continued walking along the foreshore beyond Ferragudo town centre and stumbled onto these fantastic fishermens huts. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijJBzTmdTO2r0VXP9Bz4ZWAAkHo4SEDJt-iKHY3iZePspF2wZV9MGhv69yj2Jygeo3kVcju97cmOpsVIaB7hM0Y8GrZfD8wvvptgOft5dzMZe6THhK-TfdLdLuMgYs_3jktmfKBPOf6wDn/s640/blogger-image-659105800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijJBzTmdTO2r0VXP9Bz4ZWAAkHo4SEDJt-iKHY3iZePspF2wZV9MGhv69yj2Jygeo3kVcju97cmOpsVIaB7hM0Y8GrZfD8wvvptgOft5dzMZe6THhK-TfdLdLuMgYs_3jktmfKBPOf6wDn/s640/blogger-image-659105800.jpg"></a></div>This cottage was seriously cute. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9CtWc1PIAkUgfozIfx7uH4rnIrB0XJmLoiz3Efk-ifCEicDUmAXSMInkm2jHcClwbM-igMLOUphxWsH-0GAG_bapUABDy69JfECcxdcSAC9mH33B3tnJrqG-DnnO4wgjWtBkDrCy5n0b8/s640/blogger-image--1789348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9CtWc1PIAkUgfozIfx7uH4rnIrB0XJmLoiz3Efk-ifCEicDUmAXSMInkm2jHcClwbM-igMLOUphxWsH-0GAG_bapUABDy69JfECcxdcSAC9mH33B3tnJrqG-DnnO4wgjWtBkDrCy5n0b8/s640/blogger-image--1789348.jpg"></a></div>I wonder what kind of cargo is on this boat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TPX9LaOIbMJcKeXZaOJpTO1059cDLiXCAleQ6ctE6UFY3UL9Of_9-JyXNOQ01o9T4R0HD4ZAeAfs6gaGmMbpiU7IUo3tVmYWbmq-KhbG3iMkhQl3FFRDhP-7kHSqWckph3BPkd0KsO4K/s640/blogger-image-1731711768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TPX9LaOIbMJcKeXZaOJpTO1059cDLiXCAleQ6ctE6UFY3UL9Of_9-JyXNOQ01o9T4R0HD4ZAeAfs6gaGmMbpiU7IUo3tVmYWbmq-KhbG3iMkhQl3FFRDhP-7kHSqWckph3BPkd0KsO4K/s640/blogger-image-1731711768.jpg"></a></div>No, really...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg06GESouSis6Mf74fsOI02NOLlrcfw2z2NR4MneCU5GG4svyw-ydUIg6E1lAANnVeqimQoY3LxiBS3ah0SsdOqTXftAqlOgiFcz43ez1-pLhD19WVr375Eow0V8NNzcsxtPJnwUY9_W3Ub/s640/blogger-image--179842562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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That area was a bit too touristy for me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Vf769Vngr7KU0An0_Sl9wjJ2RPGRTdvBdQ1cyVP8dNa7CSasvwqQGBhXnBKA8AfNlwzcvFs8tgOiU2hLw4wwX5funSL8CUpucGsPb_rfmM2B1_R9Crwkv0BNAbzbT2WZtVIPvyxtxXRP/s640/blogger-image--1156467862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Vf769Vngr7KU0An0_Sl9wjJ2RPGRTdvBdQ1cyVP8dNa7CSasvwqQGBhXnBKA8AfNlwzcvFs8tgOiU2hLw4wwX5funSL8CUpucGsPb_rfmM2B1_R9Crwkv0BNAbzbT2WZtVIPvyxtxXRP/s640/blogger-image--1156467862.jpg"></a></div>See what I mean. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeyjRKYEaaf7Aty5qUghM5iGZacKD-fuY-5hKvZfYdvQakdeyBujeAips_7lkmNC9nrPyzUnZlTo7hV2myorWAwXynUZCzVlnkolWabheQM-vHJcoas7x_f9Khq2kwa3ZLFcrkUWK9Phhn/s640/blogger-image--207606387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeyjRKYEaaf7Aty5qUghM5iGZacKD-fuY-5hKvZfYdvQakdeyBujeAips_7lkmNC9nrPyzUnZlTo7hV2myorWAwXynUZCzVlnkolWabheQM-vHJcoas7x_f9Khq2kwa3ZLFcrkUWK9Phhn/s640/blogger-image--207606387.jpg"></a></div>Even the toilets are having siesta for an hour in the middle of the day according to the sign. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg96OX4VzUKgwltB3k-1ibRPZIBh7GaKAVqxaqk-tV-xFJHASiI5Ddjr7hUbCbJvaOMD6Ehb_ruGLFE5LPFq37DNDSWmbonV-TBQQhwfTjgphRMaNMo9Ju6w4niY2cvGpI4ejJsnFDOcKS3/s640/blogger-image--571464586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg96OX4VzUKgwltB3k-1ibRPZIBh7GaKAVqxaqk-tV-xFJHASiI5Ddjr7hUbCbJvaOMD6Ehb_ruGLFE5LPFq37DNDSWmbonV-TBQQhwfTjgphRMaNMo9Ju6w4niY2cvGpI4ejJsnFDOcKS3/s640/blogger-image--571464586.jpg"></a></div>Time for lunch. I chose this place to the left on the main square simply because there were more diners there than with any of the competition. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrSQgJPNyO3-f9yhn8u3ldlHc23PsoS-EEFLFG5nXtgaOz5kcgg2LCk1R9KT8A8YzZRinb1v90pwAhfWog7nnWnzAqUch_xOYAlv9UXUJvqJp2k5tRXLTLkOuqrAkYC7Ow9rzh3_V0y7u/s640/blogger-image-1370607461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrSQgJPNyO3-f9yhn8u3ldlHc23PsoS-EEFLFG5nXtgaOz5kcgg2LCk1R9KT8A8YzZRinb1v90pwAhfWog7nnWnzAqUch_xOYAlv9UXUJvqJp2k5tRXLTLkOuqrAkYC7Ow9rzh3_V0y7u/s640/blogger-image-1370607461.jpg"></a></div>Expectations...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgw99sTiYJxmxojneJA_DDYOZu-Dkf5bnPgbV8lkwrcXJpE7MU6HazXI3Dv4qur1Dsn3oqDNHJiPZQyKXo2-WgRc1O_rlekOkm0ON0hU8k9yG9Fjc3xhvh4wjgJQJFNyRLvuAaUhxK1pME/s640/blogger-image--1159243106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgw99sTiYJxmxojneJA_DDYOZu-Dkf5bnPgbV8lkwrcXJpE7MU6HazXI3Dv4qur1Dsn3oqDNHJiPZQyKXo2-WgRc1O_rlekOkm0ON0hU8k9yG9Fjc3xhvh4wjgJQJFNyRLvuAaUhxK1pME/s640/blogger-image--1159243106.jpg"></a></div>...which were fulfilled. The fish was called dourado including in the menu's English section. That translates to golden in English. I asked Åsa later and she thought it was bream. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The dourado fish was seriously tasty. Best food since leaving Australia. This was GOOD!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg980xCIFWuC9BkEsjqtscEb5ao9U4j6GKT3gVZLU9bknH6rG_Hk8HbM54vxvd-_t5bTQN1lK28R2xZq-ulEosXU2ppQjZbB6DMDLwgeukTDHOqqWFggDiuyw1VEzMroAsH-uWh3WqRGcQq/s640/blogger-image-1531532549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg980xCIFWuC9BkEsjqtscEb5ao9U4j6GKT3gVZLU9bknH6rG_Hk8HbM54vxvd-_t5bTQN1lK28R2xZq-ulEosXU2ppQjZbB6DMDLwgeukTDHOqqWFggDiuyw1VEzMroAsH-uWh3WqRGcQq/s640/blogger-image-1531532549.jpg"></a></div>After lunch I walked back to Ulf and Åsa's place, bye Ferragudo. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0HFzy5QlV3KjeMxmqUQ5wSWfNgGgVg7NUCnAySknyFf5ZtQFp_Wud41VEj8-VLfb8GEUJVssvfQezL8lvMeb2EgDs48psojqfOe-ATcSdEuygv2CNprjdRg-MuMmLiAzG-duG_s7ucks/s640/blogger-image--492426370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0HFzy5QlV3KjeMxmqUQ5wSWfNgGgVg7NUCnAySknyFf5ZtQFp_Wud41VEj8-VLfb8GEUJVssvfQezL8lvMeb2EgDs48psojqfOe-ATcSdEuygv2CNprjdRg-MuMmLiAzG-duG_s7ucks/s640/blogger-image--492426370.jpg"></a></div>I was at Casa 27 of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Pestana Golf Resort</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> back by 2.30pm and managed to switch off the home alarm without causing Securitas to be alerted and to come out. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Home security is obviously a selling point in these golf resorts, which are almost like gated communities. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Later, i enjoyed a cold Carlsberg out back while watching the sun beginning to set. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOXm8s5_GrbgRUEtQvLqHwS68RhpVmjMr5NjX_FsToxqFWzmbHoGBmAkljn9QLdqhyphenhyphendj0rMdrG7St2kh6riT60YfFRUpOa8ukJwm9fJfW5m-YxWQ3bgyNelj1CjwDK5j3A4k9WqNWwjCww/s640/blogger-image-761126778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOXm8s5_GrbgRUEtQvLqHwS68RhpVmjMr5NjX_FsToxqFWzmbHoGBmAkljn9QLdqhyphenhyphendj0rMdrG7St2kh6riT60YfFRUpOa8ukJwm9fJfW5m-YxWQ3bgyNelj1CjwDK5j3A4k9WqNWwjCww/s640/blogger-image-761126778.jpg"></a></div>It was a nice, warm and dry day in southern Portugal, such a difference from the last week or so. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Åsa arrived home first and Ulf later. We had a beer at the clubhouse of the golf resort before taking a taxi to Carvoeiro. There we had dinner in what Ulf and Åsa called a typical Portuguese restaurant. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Of course, I forgot to take photos and didn't recall that until towards the end of the visit. So here is a photo of Ulf and Åsa with their wine glasses. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwdhXKP_Bbih1t3jvLqX-jj7oe1cwbO8y-rkCw6iHtjnDykxmrJ1Xu5V_Wy6eyVVkaU1HMDf3V0cZwi0DEIcrREnt5BIz-7qS8nzIg35b4ldk7_VnMD8mhxsg68j2Ajob-3e9PRVpiw6Z/s640/blogger-image-407141243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwdhXKP_Bbih1t3jvLqX-jj7oe1cwbO8y-rkCw6iHtjnDykxmrJ1Xu5V_Wy6eyVVkaU1HMDf3V0cZwi0DEIcrREnt5BIz-7qS8nzIg35b4ldk7_VnMD8mhxsg68j2Ajob-3e9PRVpiw6Z/s640/blogger-image-407141243.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I had grilled tuna for dinner which was huge and also delicious. Two great meals in one day. When did that last happen? Not in Europe that's for sure. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>The restaurant's owner was clearly a football fan. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVibDUXFGTsQOJBY02vwSRYJ8ydzBcFxXK2qI6e0-bcebNPWXuHpqUrnAgZdyaEstN43n-Js5PvQGq2rZgy_4pjWMTrvMHr85DpMZPkSPTHKXIG2TBdAnmymFjEjtH2CS9K28xL-7JTcB/s640/blogger-image-1405793871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVibDUXFGTsQOJBY02vwSRYJ8ydzBcFxXK2qI6e0-bcebNPWXuHpqUrnAgZdyaEstN43n-Js5PvQGq2rZgy_4pjWMTrvMHr85DpMZPkSPTHKXIG2TBdAnmymFjEjtH2CS9K28xL-7JTcB/s640/blogger-image-1405793871.jpg"></a></div>The restaurant owner's team was Benfica which wasn't that easy to figure out from all the football memorabilia. Benfica is a Lisbon team and also a suburb of there. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbG4-eTh6UGvus774E3a3WKlum0gGgFPUoQRR8A1lp74AsS6v-E0v3rXLfNjWSRro214hZmQPl8a3LNBUQLYqoWnoYwjQ0GRQ8kGgzN2USDH8Ln2UtBCCuIO6yVUaRQAwxtI7AU2W_aQe/s640/blogger-image--73683115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbG4-eTh6UGvus774E3a3WKlum0gGgFPUoQRR8A1lp74AsS6v-E0v3rXLfNjWSRro214hZmQPl8a3LNBUQLYqoWnoYwjQ0GRQ8kGgzN2USDH8Ln2UtBCCuIO6yVUaRQAwxtI7AU2W_aQe/s640/blogger-image--73683115.jpg"></a><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Pestana Golf Resort<br>A couple of final photos as we got back to Ulf and Åsa's house. </span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNB2o_Hk0aNJa4BBGW3VMGj7oZ8f-jVpKSkrClGWqFPsClgkbuC6fYNB4O-41WkhVVtP27sha1nw7JQU1SU5WElHXcWhCcvTdEVcKS94hnDOF9Ju3p9jI01MOOSYcQgdm_JOli4gxv-20L/s640/blogger-image-1942774220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNB2o_Hk0aNJa4BBGW3VMGj7oZ8f-jVpKSkrClGWqFPsClgkbuC6fYNB4O-41WkhVVtP27sha1nw7JQU1SU5WElHXcWhCcvTdEVcKS94hnDOF9Ju3p9jI01MOOSYcQgdm_JOli4gxv-20L/s640/blogger-image-1942774220.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfH0kljhpxsCVAON6qf2iBoYuDpCgLf6DFMjGKKwsuvy8nZliy6xU_nLoBVH4OUkny7pZ8PDzMcj1747HRukZ3Vij2z7yYrOUu6T8m7TYfoKIqCiUI78s-NeRK3Ru9GK_VfPaaM5TWtthC/s640/blogger-image--1417793394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfH0kljhpxsCVAON6qf2iBoYuDpCgLf6DFMjGKKwsuvy8nZliy6xU_nLoBVH4OUkny7pZ8PDzMcj1747HRukZ3Vij2z7yYrOUu6T8m7TYfoKIqCiUI78s-NeRK3Ru9GK_VfPaaM5TWtthC/s640/blogger-image--1417793394.jpg"></a></div>After that, Åsa went to bed and the drinking continued for the boys. Until late. Very late. </div><div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-5172200958173770022015-10-29T01:20:00.001-07:002015-10-30T02:13:28.731-07:00Thu 29 Oct - Porto to GramachoTime to leave Porto and its rain. Of course it was raining again overnight and when I woke up and it continued to do so well into the morning. <div><div><br></div><div>Checkout from Hotel Século was not until noon. My <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">train to Tunes, which is a few stops short of Faro on the south coast, was leaving the Campanha station at 3.47pm. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">There would be a less than an hour walk to that train station from my hotel. Less with walk and metro.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Hence no rush in the morning. So I went back for a snooze after breakfast. Nice.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The purpose for this train ride to southern Portugal was to visit an old classmate of mine, Ulf. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf is the same age as me and we lived opposite each other as kids in the same high rise of that crappy suburb of Stockholm, Sweden called Skärholmen. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">We both escaped Skärholmen as soon as we could. May I dare to say that both of us have then done pretty well with our lives. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf these days lives in Stockholm during summer and in southern Portugal during winter. A good combo. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Yep, still raining at 10.30am. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPQL6k7RmhPfZifpk8nF9eKQQgGbu9-boKNDn44ro1w1CnLiiVSFTYXbSf2-OTH2RsLRYHbgGafMV9J4imK7XLVHQmo-MyuB07Qaq518QYcgngekgkO24gifyEwcejKp0J-Jx7Ao68ZXd/s640/blogger-image--433605019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPQL6k7RmhPfZifpk8nF9eKQQgGbu9-boKNDn44ro1w1CnLiiVSFTYXbSf2-OTH2RsLRYHbgGafMV9J4imK7XLVHQmo-MyuB07Qaq518QYcgngekgkO24gifyEwcejKp0J-Jx7Ao68ZXd/s640/blogger-image--433605019.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">However, around 11am I checked out as the weather forecast was for cloudy but no rain for the rest of the day. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I decided to check out FC Porto's home arena. That's football, real football for the uninitiated. Estádio do Dragão. FC Porto's nickname is The Dragons. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLaUJ0Pv_gF6wWL_VAfjRI4a__fopnbxiYZ70rirQHk8Mz7xgETY1bdIXlcD5tI7Az3oL6bl5yKUi3JoAZNNdL6NU1pnfotqQqi5enNepkf2R7IA_4lw2nx-qTh-1qY0eYIWOzJog1UuQ6/s640/blogger-image-792592978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLaUJ0Pv_gF6wWL_VAfjRI4a__fopnbxiYZ70rirQHk8Mz7xgETY1bdIXlcD5tI7Az3oL6bl5yKUi3JoAZNNdL6NU1pnfotqQqi5enNepkf2R7IA_4lw2nx-qTh-1qY0eYIWOzJog1UuQ6/s640/blogger-image-792592978.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The football stadium was an old fashioned and pretty tired looking concrete monster. Impossible to get the whole stadium into one single shot. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZRhKmMZTFHHf-T6NUhEaXOkheofoSGBI2loo_mZYnLctAlAki0BzmG4a4NgFcibWzFmhzxGaLdiS_29qLdnUelI4rP7sS8jtn9UpA3GKNjwGIi7b-RWQZh6jqqDUlucV5-fb2qE6gt63/s640/blogger-image-380283258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZRhKmMZTFHHf-T6NUhEaXOkheofoSGBI2loo_mZYnLctAlAki0BzmG4a4NgFcibWzFmhzxGaLdiS_29qLdnUelI4rP7sS8jtn9UpA3GKNjwGIi7b-RWQZh6jqqDUlucV5-fb2qE6gt63/s640/blogger-image-380283258.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You could peep into the stadium and down the field in various places through the fence. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHzTYCkTYjGNykGgMpLU-5SVOfeFUfKt5iccZRgyL49VMmkj4K-k7-wxKmjRvxpndw_wYICNAE2mz54yhpwOdIznhj2M-yn4h95PU8iv6_LJIDinpnnH9Qv_BhCcLMQaFe2lDPcXtHqag/s640/blogger-image-1985408364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHzTYCkTYjGNykGgMpLU-5SVOfeFUfKt5iccZRgyL49VMmkj4K-k7-wxKmjRvxpndw_wYICNAE2mz54yhpwOdIznhj2M-yn4h95PU8iv6_LJIDinpnnH9Qv_BhCcLMQaFe2lDPcXtHqag/s640/blogger-image-1985408364.jpg"></a></div></div></div></span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;">A big football like that in front of the stadium looked very American and their huge baseballs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiaRSF05uAKM0abJGVWzItHN_uco8IiALB_rkaSvfaQS2haFr64llyCJubLsswyDKqV7Kk92w7aRSrtYPcjUrSfjSrntNJfzNafxCS4OcHJfJlx6a0DE2I2hPaiDnkBiBOrSSgpuHKjM9M/s640/blogger-image-1097699521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiaRSF05uAKM0abJGVWzItHN_uco8IiALB_rkaSvfaQS2haFr64llyCJubLsswyDKqV7Kk92w7aRSrtYPcjUrSfjSrntNJfzNafxCS4OcHJfJlx6a0DE2I2hPaiDnkBiBOrSSgpuHKjM9M/s640/blogger-image-1097699521.jpg"></a></div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I took some stairs up an adjacent overpass and got </font><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Estádio do Dragão into the next 2 frames. </span></div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwrikC3QBeIxWXbTXDzHJhoHTBSXasVrOYjW7qwp3jFscRy5qF8HTQqhUzfXlqMi19AGNFZChDtjzVDeNCGElDfYd0o1P-tCV8KUUC9DAcp_yWEnh216bvSKFpzlSj4-CSX0P4IQfiHXE/s640/blogger-image-1480684186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwrikC3QBeIxWXbTXDzHJhoHTBSXasVrOYjW7qwp3jFscRy5qF8HTQqhUzfXlqMi19AGNFZChDtjzVDeNCGElDfYd0o1P-tCV8KUUC9DAcp_yWEnh216bvSKFpzlSj4-CSX0P4IQfiHXE/s640/blogger-image-1480684186.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGabkUrOngDpcXMX7RAvPZA13uGoUqzUEhWiRg-I1gZR1j0DxNLanFDrCSO9v8J6sdVGoorQ6szrYVSuxYFfbdfP8h5BjwdCgMg5eJN3FQDFL6pNCTLtX4EQ7i70sTSMYM7DbYEUHn39y/s640/blogger-image--1318895516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGabkUrOngDpcXMX7RAvPZA13uGoUqzUEhWiRg-I1gZR1j0DxNLanFDrCSO9v8J6sdVGoorQ6szrYVSuxYFfbdfP8h5BjwdCgMg5eJN3FQDFL6pNCTLtX4EQ7i70sTSMYM7DbYEUHn39y/s640/blogger-image--1318895516.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;">Moving on, there is a park nearby, Parque de S. Roque, which I doubt many tourists would go to. Not because it would be dangerous or because it's rundown but because it's some distance away from where tourists to. </div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;">It is hardly visible in the frame below but there was a couple standing there, kissing loudly and with their hands all over each other. An affair in progress if there ever was one. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhabnxr2yJvTCoO10F6MUAx3Yth3geObmD30IvkuFgQb93R7avDNTySi-ux7Ot3cytIKNDuaOg66S_4kWdnrQaG6wh4oL6reiaBaxY6uREY966mKR8AWySJiaRP4QHUumVnf2Bcvh73fjub/s640/blogger-image-329666165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhabnxr2yJvTCoO10F6MUAx3Yth3geObmD30IvkuFgQb93R7avDNTySi-ux7Ot3cytIKNDuaOg66S_4kWdnrQaG6wh4oL6reiaBaxY6uREY966mKR8AWySJiaRP4QHUumVnf2Bcvh73fjub/s640/blogger-image-329666165.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parque de S. Roque was very nice, up on a hill and it all looked very well maintained. </span></div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEGvND0X3BSfgtzKcsiYeMMkz-FNwOcs6_CQXc95787Kq0h6lEMHUsBt_BkEsExz4Z0lyRvqskARMM99Lki_BlOPraO6W-_ZBzOEn6TbEdtvYpSftoZu43S2FBA4pPIcVl2WB5lYnwAuh/s640/blogger-image--1234464852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEGvND0X3BSfgtzKcsiYeMMkz-FNwOcs6_CQXc95787Kq0h6lEMHUsBt_BkEsExz4Z0lyRvqskARMM99Lki_BlOPraO6W-_ZBzOEn6TbEdtvYpSftoZu43S2FBA4pPIcVl2WB5lYnwAuh/s640/blogger-image--1234464852.jpg"></a></div>And somebody has gone through a lot of trouble to create and maintain this. </div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQ2t5C2NsIpsUbEPoDGhlSRjfqTvP6Db6nigPDhE1ly3RJsPrK7Ik5G9N4ObwcKOrmSaGjdi9ex4KGVBYJgm9n_okfD9D2xEAuiZkDAzJInrWfIXm5VhRN7pEE8A0zU_pQ1989kWFEHmz/s640/blogger-image--1962614727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQ2t5C2NsIpsUbEPoDGhlSRjfqTvP6Db6nigPDhE1ly3RJsPrK7Ik5G9N4ObwcKOrmSaGjdi9ex4KGVBYJgm9n_okfD9D2xEAuiZkDAzJInrWfIXm5VhRN7pEE8A0zU_pQ1989kWFEHmz/s640/blogger-image--1962614727.jpg"></a></div>From <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parque de S. Roque, there is only a short walk to Campanha where the intercity railway station is. Of course, I arrived there way too early so after people watching in the train station's waiting room for a while, I went in search for lunch. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I found my lunch place here. It is a combined kebab, pizza, hamburger, pub but not least Indian restaurant. </span></div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSQWkwSfM-AB-fGxP8z88f8qtLvqQtUazpPIOAtJGklSpuBz4gcP68bZm8q0XVMbl49hDJMcAt2e9Nnpr7ci4QEDLtZSTaxkbDSjMl_KHE_jFvK1CTWPooBjyFwb4nKUAPOoTIcf040MI6/s640/blogger-image--609320944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSQWkwSfM-AB-fGxP8z88f8qtLvqQtUazpPIOAtJGklSpuBz4gcP68bZm8q0XVMbl49hDJMcAt2e9Nnpr7ci4QEDLtZSTaxkbDSjMl_KHE_jFvK1CTWPooBjyFwb4nKUAPOoTIcf040MI6/s640/blogger-image--609320944.jpg"></a></div>The last item on this list caught my eye. </div><div class="separator" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdyxnPPQcFjLJa-REkjgMiyB6NMW6eVuscR3QROJimZyMwjE2ZeBI82cgNCb5biyKbmLxUXXkDJDwqBKpjZ2YFn1fICgT0zt54kWUFmUQqVUbsJhEhaRV0bWQzhcWYJgNWDWJaP5ZiACA/s640/blogger-image-139966151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdyxnPPQcFjLJa-REkjgMiyB6NMW6eVuscR3QROJimZyMwjE2ZeBI82cgNCb5biyKbmLxUXXkDJDwqBKpjZ2YFn1fICgT0zt54kWUFmUQqVUbsJhEhaRV0bWQzhcWYJgNWDWJaP5ZiACA/s640/blogger-image-139966151.jpg"></a></div>Yep, tandoori chicken. The package arrived as this, on a sizzling plate with onions and lettuce and with chips not rice. </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvX1yinexxVevUGLwr4DzQxw4zdHom8UKgOQUsg4IUdAToDkZ8d55dM48O-Q5WFO-C53A2KnVLBu-gWsvHF-JhotR9VhU3ZgEzHGXnMztjw7wagtJZ9XKrOJ4tPbhHLkfv8nHHSNsOCdCc/s640/blogger-image-361456141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvX1yinexxVevUGLwr4DzQxw4zdHom8UKgOQUsg4IUdAToDkZ8d55dM48O-Q5WFO-C53A2KnVLBu-gWsvHF-JhotR9VhU3ZgEzHGXnMztjw7wagtJZ9XKrOJ4tPbhHLkfv8nHHSNsOCdCc/s640/blogger-image-361456141.jpg"></a></div>The chicken was obviously very dry and it was strange to have it all with chips, but given that I was so deprived of Asian food since arriving in Europe, I ate everything on the sizzling plate. And maybe a third of the chips. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A coffee Portuguese style was also included. Pretty good value at 6€. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodciMvl8ardcmoUmNhA_EHW84AzNvZmnJpZrA8e9dJulDqEJ7BGSRPaj5FvPdFs_G_74sNWu55F_2HTMELUjeU1s3fAePYsFzG6KEJyMtzRWLHHTyrxA68uTIMuwo_C0utjxZ_X2SMc_i/s640/blogger-image-1171561455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodciMvl8ardcmoUmNhA_EHW84AzNvZmnJpZrA8e9dJulDqEJ7BGSRPaj5FvPdFs_G_74sNWu55F_2HTMELUjeU1s3fAePYsFzG6KEJyMtzRWLHHTyrxA68uTIMuwo_C0utjxZ_X2SMc_i/s640/blogger-image-1171561455.jpg"></a></div>The train as Campanha station left exactly on time...</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSJz_DNqhW7rKd9GXI20aN62SyDP4IBZ3cFLW85PcnBZnuvu1VXSueHQR9SvkVoe9uMV3HzPL1NK04UrGdF04VO5Dnk1pu-d9V1K7po6MtzJNGynunGhahBYlt1llMmFTPilYx5ISwCDu/s640/blogger-image--1887611766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSJz_DNqhW7rKd9GXI20aN62SyDP4IBZ3cFLW85PcnBZnuvu1VXSueHQR9SvkVoe9uMV3HzPL1NK04UrGdF04VO5Dnk1pu-d9V1K7po6MtzJNGynunGhahBYlt1llMmFTPilYx5ISwCDu/s640/blogger-image--1887611766.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">...and while the train travelled on a speed between 40-60km per hour for a while, it then sped up. I saw 220km per hour displayed at one time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhStNLDXT3DAn0fQLUnRFYvxFaz_OuNE29K3ai0s0wPeaf46sks4LW2Tx298Ol03rrjbK1ef9kMn_5-rZB9WoE5ZZ_gkZmN-84UHAGkScTF67vNNBNZNYc5d8Y2ORJqbwdcSK4UU3vJiUwm/s640/blogger-image-74105550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhStNLDXT3DAn0fQLUnRFYvxFaz_OuNE29K3ai0s0wPeaf46sks4LW2Tx298Ol03rrjbK1ef9kMn_5-rZB9WoE5ZZ_gkZmN-84UHAGkScTF67vNNBNZNYc5d8Y2ORJqbwdcSK4UU3vJiUwm/s640/blogger-image-74105550.jpg"></a></div></div>A selfie on the train. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNzh1pMy2auSGV9shBPQgUTO4RVbo-nCPnVYw2kvyNIfyg95BsJSLAJT1Vk7dnwkE2zdOveOLj6ea7LsC_ux9BeYTYBkdZ_-BIXsOSeZV6RnpW9wey5fJFZcD4nCAJxg_buCm8kUzvFAt/s640/blogger-image-1290890379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNzh1pMy2auSGV9shBPQgUTO4RVbo-nCPnVYw2kvyNIfyg95BsJSLAJT1Vk7dnwkE2zdOveOLj6ea7LsC_ux9BeYTYBkdZ_-BIXsOSeZV6RnpW9wey5fJFZcD4nCAJxg_buCm8kUzvFAt/s640/blogger-image-1290890379.jpg"></a></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A few notes from the train ride: </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">- The smartly dressed Portuguese businessman / government official in front of me kept stepping on my feet. I gave him increasingly dirty looks and I think he finally got the message as he moved to another seat before getting off in Lisbon. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">- Across the aisle from me was a Portuguese man, with his 2 kids and his English speaking nanny (I assume the last bit). The young nanny had her jeans so low that you could see her undies in full. You know, like cool dudes sometimes wear them. Seemed quite inappropriate to me. I think that she also traveled on a concession ticket without having an id to prove it. Hence, a long discussion with the train conductor trying to justify it. They must get that crap all the time. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div>The train kept spotlessly to the timetable and I arrived at Tunes station exactly on my time at 8.55pm. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Ulf was waiting on the platform in Tunes to meet me and after a 15 minutes or so car ride, we arrived at his house. </font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Looking at Google Maps, the area is called Gramacho and Ulf lives at Pestana Golfe Resort. </span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVM2iriXDLLTYJwlNiqtvXlv_vgGD4rjSpQB8L_yxT2KfHf_5dltzpzjnoSld-mDxeuuHRYDuHNwWd0Mxz9yAM4kY5ygz-WJKByYKQdGAHFAKCBXSH5ShbfRjfPXhByhCyJ0bB2Jy6vGq2/s640/blogger-image-1905900067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVM2iriXDLLTYJwlNiqtvXlv_vgGD4rjSpQB8L_yxT2KfHf_5dltzpzjnoSld-mDxeuuHRYDuHNwWd0Mxz9yAM4kY5ygz-WJKByYKQdGAHFAKCBXSH5ShbfRjfPXhByhCyJ0bB2Jy6vGq2/s640/blogger-image-1905900067.jpg"></a></div></font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ulf's wife Åsa was there to meet us. The three of us sat down with a few beers and drinks and chatted until after midnight. </span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">A final picture of Ulf and me just before we called it a day. </font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeo41kJR4b2pllC5uZH6hCC-PiGxIWKyG8GgW6wEpdZtuvsm9ZzVea5kSsCbW8cC7d_Mz4vdmInh1QFZqTA1jg_5-LLetGAyzoFJwAKXc8ca0SBU-o9LywwXP9sRQOXzvTlKVp4OjkbDFN/s640/blogger-image--1854198275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeo41kJR4b2pllC5uZH6hCC-PiGxIWKyG8GgW6wEpdZtuvsm9ZzVea5kSsCbW8cC7d_Mz4vdmInh1QFZqTA1jg_5-LLetGAyzoFJwAKXc8ca0SBU-o9LywwXP9sRQOXzvTlKVp4OjkbDFN/s640/blogger-image--1854198275.jpg"></a></div></span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Åsa had already retired to bed at this time so a picture of her has to wait until tomorrow. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And pictures of their lovely house. You will be impressed. </span></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-87474451501462995062015-10-28T07:19:00.001-07:002015-10-28T13:27:27.955-07:00Wed 28 Oct - Porto R&R Day 3<div>Weather forecast was for... Yep, you guessed it. Not even more rain could hold me back. I was going seaside today. </div><div><br></div><div>When I went down for breakfast this morning at 7.30am, the weather was fair. When I came back after breakfast at 8am, you guessed it again, rain was coming down good. </div><div><br></div><div>Soon enough though it stopped and I was on my way. It was too far to walk to the beaches so metro / tram was the way to go. </div><div><br></div><div>I walked down the hill to Bolháo station. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsKe1KFuNk8_rl63PdnZAcSiYOEVKM2wz968qKJZr-GfPINWossharHXdVaqT95vWXo0-T5Fuxr1naaXaI_yZFd00MBIYBT8hO37GoLICX23U_PMTpRVhOuAuMt1qiLlOFxzKuHnxv1JWd/s640/blogger-image--1581875729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsKe1KFuNk8_rl63PdnZAcSiYOEVKM2wz968qKJZr-GfPINWossharHXdVaqT95vWXo0-T5Fuxr1naaXaI_yZFd00MBIYBT8hO37GoLICX23U_PMTpRVhOuAuMt1qiLlOFxzKuHnxv1JWd/s640/blogger-image--1581875729.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Note the colour and letter system used by Metro do Porto. Same system as used in NYC and many other cities. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Porto metro map below, not including the old street cars from yesterday's blog. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My trip was on the blue A line from Bolháo to Matosinhos Sul. Some 15 stops. 3.80€ return. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbls6nxobu6O7xcflD0SIIqH0EYCEpAAv_drXB-QfNEblfCogPZEB2J7k9UWhKh8BY4dTa8DOsxLqjihlxOHhEBBSrBUeNP_BXfzh7_U1BjNNv-l5xdeFxT7GHAH8tEd0w-Jk8bYMf_7A6/s640/blogger-image--730202480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbls6nxobu6O7xcflD0SIIqH0EYCEpAAv_drXB-QfNEblfCogPZEB2J7k9UWhKh8BY4dTa8DOsxLqjihlxOHhEBBSrBUeNP_BXfzh7_U1BjNNv-l5xdeFxT7GHAH8tEd0w-Jk8bYMf_7A6/s640/blogger-image--730202480.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The metro station of Bolháo was fresh, looked new, well lit and modern. No graffiti at all from what I could see. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAt2EDntBtHl6StVjQzZZ9sgtujR64nx6mUgnEnoUbPmFSOUGd4IZ0mMqpXZynfbo8BMJ-rBUN7ZyU2eIldx1cLUbeTk-nUzY5vd-B8EkccGYP4FLNy4lfOurvWqNS01_ljLSiEGIy_49n/s640/blogger-image--1990431341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAt2EDntBtHl6StVjQzZZ9sgtujR64nx6mUgnEnoUbPmFSOUGd4IZ0mMqpXZynfbo8BMJ-rBUN7ZyU2eIldx1cLUbeTk-nUzY5vd-B8EkccGYP4FLNy4lfOurvWqNS01_ljLSiEGIy_49n/s640/blogger-image--1990431341.jpg"></a></div>By the time the metro had reached Matosinhos Sul, the train had surfaced and was now traveling like a tram. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyuJRAyA4DGTtEIpauTQ30iPSNPa_ii6sMz8gcEAD8Fbmr0IzxABpka25nnP8mYJbvvyaqTLcO_QtGEgNlfA03V0WQ2ZUM35T6V_ZBML8E4DCsH98pyU-3MtIO1s1MmstK_rZ_OraOeRx/s640/blogger-image--644804549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTyuJRAyA4DGTtEIpauTQ30iPSNPa_ii6sMz8gcEAD8Fbmr0IzxABpka25nnP8mYJbvvyaqTLcO_QtGEgNlfA03V0WQ2ZUM35T6V_ZBML8E4DCsH98pyU-3MtIO1s1MmstK_rZ_OraOeRx/s640/blogger-image--644804549.jpg"></a></div>Yes, like this. The tram type looks very much like the Sydney trams and the new St Kilda trams in Melbourne. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrHKOr7TKGgXkbhmKEgcqo8G8Fi2PdfzylEA59t0DCXA9LUidmYIcYHeVQoVVhk4ot3xBxXcFOHxOP5FCWhc__oao_YDyOG36ycnw0CtPJ3UoHGMAGXyGttJvBvsSsoee5J4uFkxVqlLIN/s640/blogger-image--1225312366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrHKOr7TKGgXkbhmKEgcqo8G8Fi2PdfzylEA59t0DCXA9LUidmYIcYHeVQoVVhk4ot3xBxXcFOHxOP5FCWhc__oao_YDyOG36ycnw0CtPJ3UoHGMAGXyGttJvBvsSsoee5J4uFkxVqlLIN/s640/blogger-image--1225312366.jpg"></a></div>The beach. Or beaches. It turned out to be a succession of different types of beaches and rocky outcrops. </div><div><br></div><div>Some, like this first and main beach Praya de Matosinhos was swim and surf friendly. Others not so much. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpwUcNLJ7h28mtHmlN5dspF806jAm5NzJ7t4NjKcx32QusOFoYJVCJTNgvAwSkrI1yjIYb1DW2-WEEe49Jl5nrcPiMZ6qLY1CD75Nj3wOqihKGzUZ5IGriRWXhrSmdesFs2KhR6vIpRZHp/s640/blogger-image--719877705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpwUcNLJ7h28mtHmlN5dspF806jAm5NzJ7t4NjKcx32QusOFoYJVCJTNgvAwSkrI1yjIYb1DW2-WEEe49Jl5nrcPiMZ6qLY1CD75Nj3wOqihKGzUZ5IGriRWXhrSmdesFs2KhR6vIpRZHp/s640/blogger-image--719877705.jpg"></a></div>Yes, beach is called praya in Portuguese, not playa as in Spanish. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZBqJDP1kbqg8-3prSCJHJnEb-aDTPnIJJPekMBOwujQa3yt_ywtYb4SSEvaLHmSuAg8az8ZC7213z71YnnXJsqRetJH4U3Wpoj8CtAMZXGdB6ojanZMbPXGHPoY6ne0VBkjDubv_VsoJ/s640/blogger-image-289256590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZBqJDP1kbqg8-3prSCJHJnEb-aDTPnIJJPekMBOwujQa3yt_ywtYb4SSEvaLHmSuAg8az8ZC7213z71YnnXJsqRetJH4U3Wpoj8CtAMZXGdB6ojanZMbPXGHPoY6ne0VBkjDubv_VsoJ/s640/blogger-image-289256590.jpg"></a></div>A selfie in the oh so temporary sunlight. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxIxwp6WRn8inUvm8-DG6cy_SCqbWGtcaddeOYC6Jr7mFMxpCZRcBFHlkf2EVxUKFiE-omj10TDossMf1xhkTAH8m8NJhFYeZoHRHkzx4kui-pkMZ8mDUyT6GaGUOQZGAT2fgSmZm9fbP/s640/blogger-image-1035232182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxIxwp6WRn8inUvm8-DG6cy_SCqbWGtcaddeOYC6Jr7mFMxpCZRcBFHlkf2EVxUKFiE-omj10TDossMf1xhkTAH8m8NJhFYeZoHRHkzx4kui-pkMZ8mDUyT6GaGUOQZGAT2fgSmZm9fbP/s640/blogger-image-1035232182.jpg"></a></div>Two surfers arrived to the beach at the same time as me and doing a warm up routine here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpEynsd0ldTuv2tecvpN471bHsfUx1Vem5sGu1J7BD-3JravtJHCSq7YICSt6UnxyuaMJjinP_vKr23wXUUUps26fPt8yBwHG-eKjGz7ne4QJFn3DMXEaq91aGKqFP1aF5QLvBP-AMKDL4/s640/blogger-image--1630982115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpEynsd0ldTuv2tecvpN471bHsfUx1Vem5sGu1J7BD-3JravtJHCSq7YICSt6UnxyuaMJjinP_vKr23wXUUUps26fPt8yBwHG-eKjGz7ne4QJFn3DMXEaq91aGKqFP1aF5QLvBP-AMKDL4/s640/blogger-image--1630982115.jpg"></a></div>Same <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Praya de Matosinhos but photo taken later after a few downpours. Wet sand. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44-qsSvvlmecli2NGTQcue__bALx3pvvdvzxDzS7hTCBVs7ZBkn6C28GSYh3AHSmUVVmnshKRyHWKLo8XHKMc_MokLjM1h6iMHHOn9OuDZofFpG-M8Bim-SAxS-5Qn2WcOeaNhvurFllx/s640/blogger-image-1397458213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44-qsSvvlmecli2NGTQcue__bALx3pvvdvzxDzS7hTCBVs7ZBkn6C28GSYh3AHSmUVVmnshKRyHWKLo8XHKMc_MokLjM1h6iMHHOn9OuDZofFpG-M8Bim-SAxS-5Qn2WcOeaNhvurFllx/s640/blogger-image-1397458213.jpg"></a></div>Surf club Portuguese style. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2-WhPBlI1NH99jdZqXlpjVWxcnwPFJaJLk5qrAgASDkghTThvbIw_bixupqUcgOxyQ_UxAowZT5SSVnPUr8tos0OR5Qk6GVU1rha2L1FxZNre3TGsgdZ8bQ_UjoZs2cUAxdJWbGiCDeFd/s640/blogger-image-282130904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2-WhPBlI1NH99jdZqXlpjVWxcnwPFJaJLk5qrAgASDkghTThvbIw_bixupqUcgOxyQ_UxAowZT5SSVnPUr8tos0OR5Qk6GVU1rha2L1FxZNre3TGsgdZ8bQ_UjoZs2cUAxdJWbGiCDeFd/s640/blogger-image-282130904.jpg"></a></div>Learn to surf. Although today it started off very flat as you can see. Later it was anything but flat and unlikely to be suitable for surfing beginners. Neither would have been ideal. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCBQn8kRfxDg2teQ6ztR6Lm0Ozl7Im5TyHAkCCr2gjl-_yjN99a3n294VC8DybvHfSchSR4DlmZns07M6jGw0Lm2JrWmjYRawXUA44ZH2iSBV3XHpznPzvQ4UWNPoPW-VkhaBpjQ9CxitK/s640/blogger-image--1887542832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCBQn8kRfxDg2teQ6ztR6Lm0Ozl7Im5TyHAkCCr2gjl-_yjN99a3n294VC8DybvHfSchSR4DlmZns07M6jGw0Lm2JrWmjYRawXUA44ZH2iSBV3XHpznPzvQ4UWNPoPW-VkhaBpjQ9CxitK/s640/blogger-image--1887542832.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After getting off the tram, I arrived at the northern end of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Praya de Matosinhos and walked south. Soon it was not just sand. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wq9xuele_WQKk79xservbnP2RXaVX47Plu4A5Bba6MZFRteWPh84wBG_A72_5MO8HwFTw5hc09ifoKlKURqIeh1iZ4quRRxBHxOfHfseqfOl3ezxbUl29SkEduNPYG52gNuFJh4pWfxw/s640/blogger-image--1368240669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wq9xuele_WQKk79xservbnP2RXaVX47Plu4A5Bba6MZFRteWPh84wBG_A72_5MO8HwFTw5hc09ifoKlKURqIeh1iZ4quRRxBHxOfHfseqfOl3ezxbUl29SkEduNPYG52gNuFJh4pWfxw/s640/blogger-image--1368240669.jpg"></a></div>Suddenly there was this fort like building on a small headland or point. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLrHL_oIemvPIc2GsyEfyuq6DUuokXo8BEAzgVZIS_F6UfhXvpQpZi2JAVBs8O1G6W79zjxdvt8VSoDaAdDWxLagxcOxKXJd0AcM3HCM06do2nOoS09mwMSntZ2BJo7xcfnCQiTQC6Ge9N/s640/blogger-image--2035589771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLrHL_oIemvPIc2GsyEfyuq6DUuokXo8BEAzgVZIS_F6UfhXvpQpZi2JAVBs8O1G6W79zjxdvt8VSoDaAdDWxLagxcOxKXJd0AcM3HCM06do2nOoS09mwMSntZ2BJo7xcfnCQiTQC6Ge9N/s640/blogger-image--2035589771.jpg"></a></div>According to the sign, the fort had a bit of a checkered history including being occupied by the "absolutists"!!?? Right... </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdMoun7-sovqEBM8ZD7Mh3yY_odPoNyO5fR8j5MSMB78ZjRNNnwAyhgJVvIBkCb7bWuG2hUsdGoFsxmfEyrzkR4vOC_gOwLJjM0h0gPZOZ6-bx4fK-HYknbP5kglo9atwTEOo75BxHZj5/s640/blogger-image-1006785455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdMoun7-sovqEBM8ZD7Mh3yY_odPoNyO5fR8j5MSMB78ZjRNNnwAyhgJVvIBkCb7bWuG2hUsdGoFsxmfEyrzkR4vOC_gOwLJjM0h0gPZOZ6-bx4fK-HYknbP5kglo9atwTEOo75BxHZj5/s640/blogger-image-1006785455.jpg"></a></div>There is a story behind this boat... It was not a full scale boat. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggISUp4rt8GVgBecQgE2v3ZKtkekgolMUcwZbx5lx9Xj89L4ljVrSTXM96AZ-3wpOJhzwrbMBeBBOKcKGHG5ajjGKk9QPw3yRXqL4fVbo5Fpf392RSygf20P4P_2wWRKmAZGe-OKEDYxJs/s640/blogger-image-183045857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggISUp4rt8GVgBecQgE2v3ZKtkekgolMUcwZbx5lx9Xj89L4ljVrSTXM96AZ-3wpOJhzwrbMBeBBOKcKGHG5ajjGKk9QPw3yRXqL4fVbo5Fpf392RSygf20P4P_2wWRKmAZGe-OKEDYxJs/s640/blogger-image-183045857.jpg"></a></div>Sadly, there were many abandoned and rundown buildings along the foreshore. </div><div><br></div><div>This house below caught my attention. It was in a prime position right opposite the beach and much larger than its neighbors. Renovated correctly and it could be a showpiece. </div><div><br></div><div>Perhaps too expensive or too much red tape to get renovations off the ground. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRw-_Owz0jQNxcIdWsY9BqKuobBXH1MlFeYdjhww8vVKx28FKml-XcgM96vGY4H1vWzTIkWJe8VMwlZeY_SUTFFuB6rjMhnpbApjdO0uhWKJI1qXqwQGPNt0hiCKwX7YPyuNmU6EqmFv9S/s640/blogger-image--1084211122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRw-_Owz0jQNxcIdWsY9BqKuobBXH1MlFeYdjhww8vVKx28FKml-XcgM96vGY4H1vWzTIkWJe8VMwlZeY_SUTFFuB6rjMhnpbApjdO0uhWKJI1qXqwQGPNt0hiCKwX7YPyuNmU6EqmFv9S/s640/blogger-image--1084211122.jpg"></a></div>The weather was changing and I think we all know what the below means and what is coming up very soon...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86U_V8-jmjJMFhmRheSVlAGQm61YAHeYpH9OtG234trK6VL5vnBd5MuQf8VDoAP7TRaiOClZx5qC-_RynmOwXWaj6O6XOS-TO646wHEl_FiKPM9wFN5WU8v_aXBxN2MGeW8H0U1Q4Q6V2/s640/blogger-image--1544415602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86U_V8-jmjJMFhmRheSVlAGQm61YAHeYpH9OtG234trK6VL5vnBd5MuQf8VDoAP7TRaiOClZx5qC-_RynmOwXWaj6O6XOS-TO646wHEl_FiKPM9wFN5WU8v_aXBxN2MGeW8H0U1Q4Q6V2/s640/blogger-image--1544415602.jpg"></a></div>Yep, I found shelter as I could see the rain coming across the water. The "view" from my shelter as the rain was coming down. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKmVGgBmAJR-20o5ADFz1l7d5SVjjUc6L5ff6oKxoRtGduDg35vek8Ril0QcenOqTNC4gE3hG94hbO842l7Jvq7B-skeuN3aGPuFxl2fYGmYIo4HbjL6obGRb9OYEcgaQrQy1HNXe2ph-f/s640/blogger-image-371173369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKmVGgBmAJR-20o5ADFz1l7d5SVjjUc6L5ff6oKxoRtGduDg35vek8Ril0QcenOqTNC4gE3hG94hbO842l7Jvq7B-skeuN3aGPuFxl2fYGmYIo4HbjL6obGRb9OYEcgaQrQy1HNXe2ph-f/s640/blogger-image-371173369.jpg"></a></div>The weather cleared somewhat after a while and I continued my walk south. However, it was no longer calm. Quite windy in fact. They had cordoned off access to this pier. I wonder why...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuJMVZn2GgLyftOqF3OaoOC9eggNw_cpDyYL6T6wQp0kFVqYfbLXVdq2g1z7V7LTXoQaLXPtFhOtDZFKCLbt7qfnArX7qbhHfrCjCjIngKSwoi77ZOuVdddAjziSVRZckaGR3zGOhTqGh/s640/blogger-image-1134229456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuJMVZn2GgLyftOqF3OaoOC9eggNw_cpDyYL6T6wQp0kFVqYfbLXVdq2g1z7V7LTXoQaLXPtFhOtDZFKCLbt7qfnArX7qbhHfrCjCjIngKSwoi77ZOuVdddAjziSVRZckaGR3zGOhTqGh/s640/blogger-image-1134229456.jpg"></a></div>Selfie in the wind. It was hard to hold the camera still here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp89CQp7fBRyAjsHc1YmDA3znPgGrDJV7Zpfoh97vEHaN2IdLhXxexK-9YiyPxJHjvM94bMRGTGRAGeNLJ6LIXG8lUlwxPWM5DSsR13uWuC3EahLqiWZDS6mUI4KE0a8e70gP1vB6qWbKt/s640/blogger-image-783000023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp89CQp7fBRyAjsHc1YmDA3znPgGrDJV7Zpfoh97vEHaN2IdLhXxexK-9YiyPxJHjvM94bMRGTGRAGeNLJ6LIXG8lUlwxPWM5DSsR13uWuC3EahLqiWZDS6mUI4KE0a8e70gP1vB6qWbKt/s640/blogger-image-783000023.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Lots of washed up rubbish at the southern most point where I walked, some 5+km from the northern tip <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">of Praya de Matosinhos. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDr_b0Ew4o5LlhqfiYBCAA2fiP-XwfKNVXapk9_Cx1ColCYXkFNDCjFgdzeKYURku4oHya3HEGL_46JgY7AdiReHPS9_C7rEgeiMWzVQjZRiG4Nb00GS9mJTJH9Tn_X5Eik-nkzVKTxzq/s640/blogger-image--949000149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDr_b0Ew4o5LlhqfiYBCAA2fiP-XwfKNVXapk9_Cx1ColCYXkFNDCjFgdzeKYURku4oHya3HEGL_46JgY7AdiReHPS9_C7rEgeiMWzVQjZRiG4Nb00GS9mJTJH9Tn_X5Eik-nkzVKTxzq/s640/blogger-image--949000149.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I was curious myself to see how far I had walked as I was planning to walk back along the shore the same way. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So I switched on Runkeeper to find out. 5+km one way confirmed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYM5jKgchVr3jTotW9hNVN_HpVd4ha3D1SIxNXw5mwGc27bWGCLe6W7pKAUfpL13H8xbu8OaGhZSlIVXjFGbPjwDAJVwncUy5zmqnZVvJi-6x-NCJTNb87lmN6mLsxvO_nbZk5_XrbQ39/s640/blogger-image-1600382927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYM5jKgchVr3jTotW9hNVN_HpVd4ha3D1SIxNXw5mwGc27bWGCLe6W7pKAUfpL13H8xbu8OaGhZSlIVXjFGbPjwDAJVwncUy5zmqnZVvJi-6x-NCJTNb87lmN6mLsxvO_nbZk5_XrbQ39/s640/blogger-image-1600382927.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">am not sure what the pilot below was doing on "dry" land. Decommissioned and moved there I suppose. </span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8WvQ6jFCMCNvCjjgq4BD0ABKk_Svtp3lZjSrRzr_q0VhzW25tiL9QVzb3YVwokT28eLOOLF2OpCFciwJ5FvBK5hePRaTqAQpQ3VjRAn5cCi-cF4CwuPQRol-qW1Yb7O5DNZ6pfozyT5sP/s640/blogger-image-2031870938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8WvQ6jFCMCNvCjjgq4BD0ABKk_Svtp3lZjSrRzr_q0VhzW25tiL9QVzb3YVwokT28eLOOLF2OpCFciwJ5FvBK5hePRaTqAQpQ3VjRAn5cCi-cF4CwuPQRol-qW1Yb7O5DNZ6pfozyT5sP/s640/blogger-image-2031870938.jpg"></a></div>From this southern point I was close enough to see the most western of the 6 bridges that cross Rio Douro. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpQgmBYreBipr9-Fv87MSNtJUTFUrlUlnLv_Hs1kwmYNP_6X83HzXn326v0I6ofKUOA5XrlhGjtqcg7erDOJDSV20VEe9_NhVdGbqgSepO1Q6VnyRlp9uePLlcC4uSE0AQvxTeM8OQjnK/s640/blogger-image-1205952811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpQgmBYreBipr9-Fv87MSNtJUTFUrlUlnLv_Hs1kwmYNP_6X83HzXn326v0I6ofKUOA5XrlhGjtqcg7erDOJDSV20VEe9_NhVdGbqgSepO1Q6VnyRlp9uePLlcC4uSE0AQvxTeM8OQjnK/s640/blogger-image-1205952811.jpg"></a></div>Walking back, I noticed that the bike lanes were once painted in a very dark red colour, now mostly faded. </div><div><br></div><div>Yes, that thought crossed my mind too. A colour that don't makes blood stand out after accidents...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNssSrM0SLS6sz_WV_CZlVhff6hPy9bPbWDwXAE-8pRO8pEsCAPc3h179f0Bm2bHoUspWwZ9pGgy32Zmv_sA_1LRUfX9y6YCi4CJnLP3gqBXWkR0YbICCWSKiQ5e5n48VrJCpWmsEEVX37/s640/blogger-image-319376521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNssSrM0SLS6sz_WV_CZlVhff6hPy9bPbWDwXAE-8pRO8pEsCAPc3h179f0Bm2bHoUspWwZ9pGgy32Zmv_sA_1LRUfX9y6YCi4CJnLP3gqBXWkR0YbICCWSKiQ5e5n48VrJCpWmsEEVX37/s640/blogger-image-319376521.jpg"></a></div>Streetscape along Av. do Brasil as this stretch is called. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V4ubTt9Joj1OxOlPbgAaLGVPVtYZ6e8gDUvgOCrjIx5qKu7An-stVm6LhJFZCDx2LptQ_KMVv9XVih_n3_WKJa9LnLsacsSjv1N-t4keGJbkpjhEKSbUofLZPNugrxBj30nZzIZcV-ry/s640/blogger-image--849642713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V4ubTt9Joj1OxOlPbgAaLGVPVtYZ6e8gDUvgOCrjIx5qKu7An-stVm6LhJFZCDx2LptQ_KMVv9XVih_n3_WKJa9LnLsacsSjv1N-t4keGJbkpjhEKSbUofLZPNugrxBj30nZzIZcV-ry/s640/blogger-image--849642713.jpg"></a></div>There were several indoors and outdoor cafes and bars along the beaches. Most of them were either closed or empty. Funny that a day like today. </div><div>This cafe had a few customers though. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkza3LbEI_AhcHZnZ0YIFZ848mlEsgF1G3cXg0vIMduFHZVS_N17Ohh2XQljfo5lzCTUWoUFhoUwRbFEPtoRFlzAbWL_Z2MB15qgg79kOgH6phXkKO4mNW-qIDuHHlgLKL5EE4ftsmLeUC/s640/blogger-image--886295966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkza3LbEI_AhcHZnZ0YIFZ848mlEsgF1G3cXg0vIMduFHZVS_N17Ohh2XQljfo5lzCTUWoUFhoUwRbFEPtoRFlzAbWL_Z2MB15qgg79kOgH6phXkKO4mNW-qIDuHHlgLKL5EE4ftsmLeUC/s640/blogger-image--886295966.jpg"></a></div>I just had to do this. Take a photo of the scarce "facilities" along the shore (I saw two during the whole 5km stretch). </div><div><br></div><div>Senhoras access the left and Homens access the right. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUMv3QRdOt-wxvdJNs6KWGBm3I4Fj-1znZY5-EocfP82NokkAj-Fywa08ekZWkMiJnfdM3LhN9qeC8btEiYsd86LESQzRw7jNgjcc_LlLL5ZIvc3d1fmZPCzqUTWgTPCu2MeZRUoldrDHc/s640/blogger-image-1015798577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUMv3QRdOt-wxvdJNs6KWGBm3I4Fj-1znZY5-EocfP82NokkAj-Fywa08ekZWkMiJnfdM3LhN9qeC8btEiYsd86LESQzRw7jNgjcc_LlLL5ZIvc3d1fmZPCzqUTWgTPCu2MeZRUoldrDHc/s640/blogger-image-1015798577.jpg"></a></div>Yes. I even felt that I had to take a photo inside Homens. Very retro. Old British seaside perhaps. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZIySo2pjCEp_wiLPAfGZFKZOSQg1zq78oB9KQQdhMFQ5NaUVyQ0Pzi2fqGhM0AGw6ojySXn1Jys27toAOw-GOmWmz0-bbJeuhqOTnq6Fzx7lHNGs1vVB8tcWOtjPj5CfGyH6honaOWwdO/s640/blogger-image--1448786420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZIySo2pjCEp_wiLPAfGZFKZOSQg1zq78oB9KQQdhMFQ5NaUVyQ0Pzi2fqGhM0AGw6ojySXn1Jys27toAOw-GOmWmz0-bbJeuhqOTnq6Fzx7lHNGs1vVB8tcWOtjPj5CfGyH6honaOWwdO/s640/blogger-image--1448786420.jpg"></a></div>Looking north from the headland next to the fort. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirx8eMSLAJCUuvvgt0v6r4QFw0q2WOejzEs3nFA0KWueMEXPBWyJm8PRBPE548YMr4Es7caoeQpeP7hu_UAl0rTp046Q0hT6Bs4Q0zrSJ2Pc9TFDd6djGu_3jHGbNeA3P8EZpTnjCrfSoX/s640/blogger-image-1225253206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirx8eMSLAJCUuvvgt0v6r4QFw0q2WOejzEs3nFA0KWueMEXPBWyJm8PRBPE548YMr4Es7caoeQpeP7hu_UAl0rTp046Q0hT6Bs4Q0zrSJ2Pc9TFDd6djGu_3jHGbNeA3P8EZpTnjCrfSoX/s640/blogger-image-1225253206.jpg"></a></div>Then again some familiar "graffiti"...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdA1SF8mD3oWi_6b8IvtBIySwjCMbUP3X8x4xYchYO-_oC7UpMnRxO0WhlEIGvS_N8yx0tYZAd_Ui0yGRK-JpEVL1RWRuegSwm0mRt5TWbke9KHH_huod4KK7S-8tIPXCMER1addRkgXN/s640/blogger-image--1875706790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdA1SF8mD3oWi_6b8IvtBIySwjCMbUP3X8x4xYchYO-_oC7UpMnRxO0WhlEIGvS_N8yx0tYZAd_Ui0yGRK-JpEVL1RWRuegSwm0mRt5TWbke9KHH_huod4KK7S-8tIPXCMER1addRkgXN/s640/blogger-image--1875706790.jpg"></a></div>...yes, the so familiar yellow arrows I've seen possibly 1000 times by now. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And the seashell on the sign as well. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ahhh Camino. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDVM52Xk3rNWWoqnB3iBeiTSHXbtPT4qZh240YZYxXqB3T_oe92zgk2uy-DLut8HRRlh2j1esYfcVXR2nAuJ5uslOoylgsI0WVt3E7vT_Ox7y9EuInc4G8c3FEKEQGa_5J-lh0QHrr7XA/s640/blogger-image-1237847314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDVM52Xk3rNWWoqnB3iBeiTSHXbtPT4qZh240YZYxXqB3T_oe92zgk2uy-DLut8HRRlh2j1esYfcVXR2nAuJ5uslOoylgsI0WVt3E7vT_Ox7y9EuInc4G8c3FEKEQGa_5J-lh0QHrr7XA/s640/blogger-image-1237847314.jpg"></a></div>Mega fishing net as art. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrtfZqQ2HL9Ae9ZtL-mfuJEr5jqBHsf2CSo2wu8TYawwdV1aT20lKrB2laZmZfzColnK96v_RE0P-k8pffow31ibwl87AWVBCr6ngHstxYoAHXrjeU1-X8n-fS-9Fxvca-vWqp3WFlazC/s640/blogger-image--773961701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrtfZqQ2HL9Ae9ZtL-mfuJEr5jqBHsf2CSo2wu8TYawwdV1aT20lKrB2laZmZfzColnK96v_RE0P-k8pffow31ibwl87AWVBCr6ngHstxYoAHXrjeU1-X8n-fS-9Fxvca-vWqp3WFlazC/s640/blogger-image--773961701.jpg"></a></div>I briefly looked around <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Matosinhos Sul for a lunch feed but time was a bit early at 12.30pm so I returned back to town on the metro. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And promptly popped into the eateries at Mercado do Bolháo as the market was literally next to the Bolháo metro stop. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I decided to try the competition next door today with a grilled tuna steak. Atum as tuna is called in Portuguese. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYh8-wt3xUN8ZZBAuNC23yq-7G8-FSmmrSRD_dk6c3BNwgh58lDaUEyZMrUmHkorr0i6Sy8ZwhIB0OMjQl9h5kjg7KdNtyRvF4x7JI34oXcQU6dUYw72sLSoD7aYfzixiFLmY_OxVggaXx/s640/blogger-image--136374134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYh8-wt3xUN8ZZBAuNC23yq-7G8-FSmmrSRD_dk6c3BNwgh58lDaUEyZMrUmHkorr0i6Sy8ZwhIB0OMjQl9h5kjg7KdNtyRvF4x7JI34oXcQU6dUYw72sLSoD7aYfzixiFLmY_OxVggaXx/s640/blogger-image--136374134.jpg"></a></div>Plenty of fish. And pretty tasty. These guys also had pictures of everything on the menu but it never seems to look like what's on the picture anyway. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My accompanying glass of vino Tinto made me a bit drowsy so I went back to the hotel for a nap. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">At 3.30pm during a spell of no rain, I decided to take a local wander down towards Rio Duoro. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is how it looks down Rua do Santa Catarina outside my hotel towards the shopping district and the river. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PYMVig3eYUbA4zMDimJhwp6VO515LYRq6ZJ5VqcdN0hMy3IhQGkuX1PtWgm6G2xQzl8ymCDuJAqZksY8pwWbDaqeYnJGR77V1rFnytyjbdH5uxW1f5nHlmYHHkZjnDH8gi0DjbHXDN-8/s640/blogger-image-633252082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PYMVig3eYUbA4zMDimJhwp6VO515LYRq6ZJ5VqcdN0hMy3IhQGkuX1PtWgm6G2xQzl8ymCDuJAqZksY8pwWbDaqeYnJGR77V1rFnytyjbdH5uxW1f5nHlmYHHkZjnDH8gi0DjbHXDN-8/s640/blogger-image-633252082.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">There is a stretch of Rua do Santa Catarina, just where the street turns into a pedestrian mall, where all the bulls*it artists seem to congregate:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">- I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">could see at least 3 hustlers trying to flog watches, original copies perhaps, and umbrellas and who knows what else.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">- <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">There was a blind(?) guy playing accordion</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">- There are "the boys" just sitting there yapping and looking doped and asking for money</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">- And the more crude beggars who just shove a hand in your face and grunt something indecipherable </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I bet there were some pickpockets there as well. What a circus. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>I also had a giggle when I saw what some retailers do to attract attention. Dummies dressed up but all 4 with dog faces. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsNraupIvBhlSwoqWMEfkb2nrGNJeAahtoWxhYMeHwfElQMqMeeNlvW3yVjn5fiV3z464QB3NWBDtFhvRWypcePyHPvuq3WQYmfyk6FK5so9fK9hGP8iKvISGkeQmEy96OshWFrqBDHsK/s640/blogger-image--2132357933.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJsNraupIvBhlSwoqWMEfkb2nrGNJeAahtoWxhYMeHwfElQMqMeeNlvW3yVjn5fiV3z464QB3NWBDtFhvRWypcePyHPvuq3WQYmfyk6FK5so9fK9hGP8iKvISGkeQmEy96OshWFrqBDHsK/s640/blogger-image--2132357933.jpg"></a></div>I wanted specifically see and walk on this stone wall, one of the few remaining remnants of Porto's historical defense wall. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQX4IqGJp8VOX1da29-ti7PXSfXX5s_ZtXbn7dfxYginOKO8d9COBEUJwlLEhrLTKR6Jqo2kJAMJ-l7thlRioNWRUUrL-8ewWnZu7fVnTlHDF0JVakuBdFsi4rDeCBpuKpFTe64flQazO/s640/blogger-image-289088772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKQX4IqGJp8VOX1da29-ti7PXSfXX5s_ZtXbn7dfxYginOKO8d9COBEUJwlLEhrLTKR6Jqo2kJAMJ-l7thlRioNWRUUrL-8ewWnZu7fVnTlHDF0JVakuBdFsi4rDeCBpuKpFTe64flQazO/s640/blogger-image-289088772.jpg"></a></div>Great views over Ponte Luis I and Rio Douro at the end of that stone wall. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpX-D9TYaIehQeL6dyxbL2sICzr5oRjrIJ7xFeSbL5PTnStQxaQ3Y_1-N7quv5hyphenhyphenF1PVqwNYNExPPxqj1cVt8FP3Ou4vuMJ0DI6ysBuDdl0F0xDJZ8zLtKJngC5z3Gl13PQ-mW8GF9oYM/s640/blogger-image-2038116491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpX-D9TYaIehQeL6dyxbL2sICzr5oRjrIJ7xFeSbL5PTnStQxaQ3Y_1-N7quv5hyphenhyphenF1PVqwNYNExPPxqj1cVt8FP3Ou4vuMJ0DI6ysBuDdl0F0xDJZ8zLtKJngC5z3Gl13PQ-mW8GF9oYM/s640/blogger-image-2038116491.jpg"></a></div>Looking back up the stone wall from where I came. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghA9WsgDCH-rKZIqBnDFx0rN-vz8YWeMDm4rieb_ZGxKloCVqD3B2aXIzAbQaoXy_eO2qwYP6NGyXzfmpS5nqQ1c0KDYEIOwqa8E3bMrJeR7UnegzKbijfWQBpG-rkzmUk4ar69xB-2ZNd/s640/blogger-image--1596182513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghA9WsgDCH-rKZIqBnDFx0rN-vz8YWeMDm4rieb_ZGxKloCVqD3B2aXIzAbQaoXy_eO2qwYP6NGyXzfmpS5nqQ1c0KDYEIOwqa8E3bMrJeR7UnegzKbijfWQBpG-rkzmUk4ar69xB-2ZNd/s640/blogger-image--1596182513.jpg"></a></div>More views from the stone wall. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrRDvdWabTnE6YohxX3n7nz6k0XgJ56MyA2EEuxeHOz8ctXmZWb2MHoGE-F1rICT3KjM4wsFbyOVTc5oBPyWkEs9iyq3cX1CLnriUd7zoJYwGhc0vC78VLKcSiiFjixc49ToOCkqVjVvK/s640/blogger-image--1466794424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrRDvdWabTnE6YohxX3n7nz6k0XgJ56MyA2EEuxeHOz8ctXmZWb2MHoGE-F1rICT3KjM4wsFbyOVTc5oBPyWkEs9iyq3cX1CLnriUd7zoJYwGhc0vC78VLKcSiiFjixc49ToOCkqVjVvK/s640/blogger-image--1466794424.jpg"></a></div>A final pic also on Rua do Santa Catarina now looking north and in the busy section. Yes, the weather was closing in... Yet again. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9ehH-cgrzyYGc2NZBlE3cR2IY2JJdqvzVr1sI5ibTEM5hwrRYQjhLjEndwCIVF-G63srXCYlu5lxCSqG2pMx3eRdKGYVtrYC2ojr-ZCbW6B1IY1d8XmMwa1ruNcCN-pyZ0Gpwntw8H_p/s640/blogger-image--613761105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9ehH-cgrzyYGc2NZBlE3cR2IY2JJdqvzVr1sI5ibTEM5hwrRYQjhLjEndwCIVF-G63srXCYlu5lxCSqG2pMx3eRdKGYVtrYC2ojr-ZCbW6B1IY1d8XmMwa1ruNcCN-pyZ0Gpwntw8H_p/s640/blogger-image--613761105.jpg"></a></div>I decided that it will do me and despite walking back to the hotel from here, I did get quite wet. That will definitely do me. </div><div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-17293760503842185102015-10-27T00:11:00.001-07:002015-10-27T15:13:20.321-07:00Tue 27 Oct - Porto R&R Day 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Rain, rain and more rain. </span></div><div><br></div><div>It seemed like it had been raining all night and today's weather forecast was no better. </div><div><br></div><div>However, the weather turned better than I expected. Sure, Porto is a serious contender to Melbourne for "Four seasons in one day". Between sunshine and warm weather, there were numerous downpours. Not drizzle, serious rain. </div><div><br></div><div>Despite the occasional but very regular rain, I did an over 6 hours walk to some of Porto's major tourist attractions. </div><div><br></div><div>First, and also last, Mercado do Bolháo, the old public market. It's housed in a huge building that covers a whole city block. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNF4LgtCnH6BYMe9tlXKN4uAVSp-0W8fRE4Sh9apBRGYb3GQhpt_Z9fA1kVTZOfbU9PkVK5B2ASNW4LZRz15c8P2taWBSMOGpujGdc-F2VlzOclnt5WtFA35MLs_-p9LveKB-rKQh6SHl/s640/blogger-image-221206881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNF4LgtCnH6BYMe9tlXKN4uAVSp-0W8fRE4Sh9apBRGYb3GQhpt_Z9fA1kVTZOfbU9PkVK5B2ASNW4LZRz15c8P2taWBSMOGpujGdc-F2VlzOclnt5WtFA35MLs_-p9LveKB-rKQh6SHl/s640/blogger-image-221206881.jpg"></a></div>This is how the markets look from the inside once you walk through the gates. One central courtyard and two storeys on the perimeters. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAIA1n57BARwDU5kISvw6y2O-BJeCayB-Wrg6nAAv4hDAT-HZcn3ewbSCR2C0P_9Zg2SK_W6kgylkFtQyKJzEVa8H8TZAEsZc6DroynBHg-DpNg6kEXtNzE7rrUWO1kaWfPcThSdnDUzV0/s640/blogger-image-1461822155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAIA1n57BARwDU5kISvw6y2O-BJeCayB-Wrg6nAAv4hDAT-HZcn3ewbSCR2C0P_9Zg2SK_W6kgylkFtQyKJzEVa8H8TZAEsZc6DroynBHg-DpNg6kEXtNzE7rrUWO1kaWfPcThSdnDUzV0/s640/blogger-image-1461822155.jpg"></a></div>Sadly, <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Mercado do Bolháo had seen much better times. A great part of the building was propped up and vacant. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There was some work happening and what looked like a construction / project office but not to any serious extent from what I could see. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgVDZI3A96t6-_K3MNdnrkW4KlmthEw2boFMDTfXOLsfU8bK7EEpjcG99F2g68tw_kuBp38RulyfHhKJGTFwGWG1mfG6ktmrgyIV3NP-gLH4IndKx5uPm2sY-xA3-E9RVc0jgpY7FpQkE/s640/blogger-image-1935468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgVDZI3A96t6-_K3MNdnrkW4KlmthEw2boFMDTfXOLsfU8bK7EEpjcG99F2g68tw_kuBp38RulyfHhKJGTFwGWG1mfG6ktmrgyIV3NP-gLH4IndKx5uPm2sY-xA3-E9RVc0jgpY7FpQkE/s640/blogger-image-1935468.jpg"></a></div>There were plenty of fruits and vegetables for sale. This bloke looked a bit overwhelmed with choice. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie10Y3Os6CXAvJsCpO020ar452pBvBozGASJAD3i6JnQcuwmWSBWXjoSCBuBbA6Qd-EHsv5b6TWvoX0cIW-tci4LMKw7_sGLVYQaiC9QbWoSds56-ph2NcODppmP0e7CCAnWWxilL3Pnhf/s640/blogger-image--1421855040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie10Y3Os6CXAvJsCpO020ar452pBvBozGASJAD3i6JnQcuwmWSBWXjoSCBuBbA6Qd-EHsv5b6TWvoX0cIW-tci4LMKw7_sGLVYQaiC9QbWoSds56-ph2NcODppmP0e7CCAnWWxilL3Pnhf/s640/blogger-image--1421855040.jpg"></a></div>I particularly liked this vendor. All my favorite goodies were there. Chili, garlic, onions, shallots... What's not to like about that?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRths3huoqJdHgMwJYgDM7Sr191Y_SzcYHfR1WUkahVDfVW3fdU1RQ3mHtybvvhZeqRpY1-9wh10koYj4cz_68tSXwx2ENzTC7aHjBJAs8QHOINa43lvka7L_yAVbxwu9h94-aCPfe07D/s640/blogger-image-1591020685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRths3huoqJdHgMwJYgDM7Sr191Y_SzcYHfR1WUkahVDfVW3fdU1RQ3mHtybvvhZeqRpY1-9wh10koYj4cz_68tSXwx2ENzTC7aHjBJAs8QHOINa43lvka7L_yAVbxwu9h94-aCPfe07D/s640/blogger-image-1591020685.jpg"></a></div>Olives. Clearly a Portuguese as well as a Spanish favorite. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaMcxIVM6jtyCcCaeS1jr84HzK0LRyV1nQDFHz_EtWOU8tKOPa0xrkFLcnSomAJLj8SNe4x5EYD5FQ6Azj3Xo4Dnh2sLiSzVGHu3-KeaASMvquGa0VypEJdpK701MoTw9hA1mVzZOOon2/s640/blogger-image--1426515518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaMcxIVM6jtyCcCaeS1jr84HzK0LRyV1nQDFHz_EtWOU8tKOPa0xrkFLcnSomAJLj8SNe4x5EYD5FQ6Azj3Xo4Dnh2sLiSzVGHu3-KeaASMvquGa0VypEJdpK701MoTw9hA1mVzZOOon2/s640/blogger-image--1426515518.jpg"></a></div>I could not resist this. Portuguese egg tarts, called natas, for 50 cents each. I bought two of them and had them later with a coffee. Yum. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-a-4QCuSaxtrXH-K3Ktjw3QnIeaQ-qEW8gLrf-9pkVHnvGBjENr3fU7iSWxqOY5lYyX3Dpt7jA3ltIx7ih3xJgEk6vJvpNBaGcyEmXn1uz7eFUq3brN4-aEVwTBSpT9z5q1WG0scC3t7/s640/blogger-image-1242338045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-a-4QCuSaxtrXH-K3Ktjw3QnIeaQ-qEW8gLrf-9pkVHnvGBjENr3fU7iSWxqOY5lYyX3Dpt7jA3ltIx7ih3xJgEk6vJvpNBaGcyEmXn1uz7eFUq3brN4-aEVwTBSpT9z5q1WG0scC3t7/s640/blogger-image-1242338045.jpg"></a></div>Pão aka pan in Spanish aka bread in English. 8 cents a piece. That would not break any bank. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr3-fXPZLCgBN24nVu8F2KeC2OSD1ko0RMB7zlBNlV0L5DsPhA4z67SD9LGoISDMMr-s07zD_O7zCepRg4bS9zCtObTp-Xz7T_xzgNttA5p7Lujjl4PHLQtW1120reKB7UfmmNTWMKGLVk/s640/blogger-image--534454295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr3-fXPZLCgBN24nVu8F2KeC2OSD1ko0RMB7zlBNlV0L5DsPhA4z67SD9LGoISDMMr-s07zD_O7zCepRg4bS9zCtObTp-Xz7T_xzgNttA5p7Lujjl4PHLQtW1120reKB7UfmmNTWMKGLVk/s640/blogger-image--534454295.jpg"></a></div>I just had to include this pic from the fish and seafood section of <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Mercado do Bolháo. Yes, it is a long and slimy octupus. Or maybe more than one. Cute, hey?</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWNuAGxZf4c0knc6NjNpa6Pka_UClVuQwcHkn7Rhnoo3zfcJiC00mG3XSLfQgySS7Ppo-__nEBwRDBtnRrMUMHhv7auFEFWdYazrzPbbiN3xzoCZweRgMWmgXp1os-zoU00ZMdv6cSJPC/s640/blogger-image--2114289083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWNuAGxZf4c0knc6NjNpa6Pka_UClVuQwcHkn7Rhnoo3zfcJiC00mG3XSLfQgySS7Ppo-__nEBwRDBtnRrMUMHhv7auFEFWdYazrzPbbiN3xzoCZweRgMWmgXp1os-zoU00ZMdv6cSJPC/s640/blogger-image--2114289083.jpg"></a></div>After leaving <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Mercado do Bolháo, where I also encountered today's first downpour, I stumbled onto the Porto street cars. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There appear to be two different street car routes although the two street cars below ran the same route. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZ5MImq5B8p_D9Os01Jhv9lynZYypgXRYWjB9t7okaMhbGSv3Fpmbog6XfiIxGUYA6QGIRlDhyphenhyphenNa5q_IaI23P6qnduTOe9hB7m2PPdyXJZJpDtAeMyzBH8RgDvLoBs8jw6Pv2IjAykYuh/s640/blogger-image--1413085934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuZ5MImq5B8p_D9Os01Jhv9lynZYypgXRYWjB9t7okaMhbGSv3Fpmbog6XfiIxGUYA6QGIRlDhyphenhyphenNa5q_IaI23P6qnduTOe9hB7m2PPdyXJZJpDtAeMyzBH8RgDvLoBs8jw6Pv2IjAykYuh/s640/blogger-image--1413085934.jpg"></a></div>Next tourist attraction as recommended by Eugejia yesterday was to spend 3€ and climb the Torre Dos Clérigos, the Clergymens tower. Will do. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZfk-aDzxU4_RB1V7P-ulWWtVITu4YINSGnZgCKen-p5NunLTROYUto1D0ThqupMNkfuTsTyXMd7-S-t7md76rPoiKdXRVGnZtO0ScbNkekbj6_J43pA0rnK1mLrAMcC3swDu3p5L1mzx/s640/blogger-image-244361824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZfk-aDzxU4_RB1V7P-ulWWtVITu4YINSGnZgCKen-p5NunLTROYUto1D0ThqupMNkfuTsTyXMd7-S-t7md76rPoiKdXRVGnZtO0ScbNkekbj6_J43pA0rnK1mLrAMcC3swDu3p5L1mzx/s640/blogger-image-244361824.jpg"></a></div>As you can see, at this time I was very lucky with the weather. Great views in all directions as <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Torre Dos Clérigos</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> is also on a hill. </span></div><div><br></div><div>View south across Rio Douro towards that other town Vila Nova da Gaia. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_MwzFXzw5Qi2LAwquZoUUcScgU5PFVWcyB499j-6JMzb0XOjBitBiiU1isNrkq07UUAg1Q37YfLaq2zTW6-Vi8qtrxRHNVDv86tPv9N3NY9Czhvzp1ZdaNiS-eBJ98Mjz123k8mRQ_jx/s640/blogger-image--608579397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_MwzFXzw5Qi2LAwquZoUUcScgU5PFVWcyB499j-6JMzb0XOjBitBiiU1isNrkq07UUAg1Q37YfLaq2zTW6-Vi8qtrxRHNVDv86tPv9N3NY9Czhvzp1ZdaNiS-eBJ98Mjz123k8mRQ_jx/s640/blogger-image--608579397.jpg"></a></div>Porto's Cathedral on this side and the old monastery on the other side of Rio Duoro. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqKkzlqxBbe0_I6E-C441p7NlOOikz18IRXmhJBaUTFmQbsZztu2Jxi4cTPlYB3exugmiF4CW_2ciTydAbLrK8cdfcGFsQI3LlMOQVoGsmg7zQUHWd5weiac1COgtVOTYD3jFSucsYTYQ/s640/blogger-image-609046380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqKkzlqxBbe0_I6E-C441p7NlOOikz18IRXmhJBaUTFmQbsZztu2Jxi4cTPlYB3exugmiF4CW_2ciTydAbLrK8cdfcGFsQI3LlMOQVoGsmg7zQUHWd5weiac1COgtVOTYD3jFSucsYTYQ/s640/blogger-image-609046380.jpg"></a></div>Warning. A couple of selfies from up on <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Torre Dos Clérigos</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> are coming up, with me grinning. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMdSDhGLgI0VNJQ__un8G0qHoCTccY5TCD24CWs5kLBBsElMJheaYjeYE6ccKbrskp_-xwsNMj9S3aHr6xCDE6EcfLdMIUMPXUMuu2S3dJ-CwdCbNC8c3G6bqZ9GA43YX05-aJ7CLhodS/s640/blogger-image--538887520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMdSDhGLgI0VNJQ__un8G0qHoCTccY5TCD24CWs5kLBBsElMJheaYjeYE6ccKbrskp_-xwsNMj9S3aHr6xCDE6EcfLdMIUMPXUMuu2S3dJ-CwdCbNC8c3G6bqZ9GA43YX05-aJ7CLhodS/s640/blogger-image--538887520.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgN6FfQ9SHx4Tve9bwo9viqVMP9HV76R1wXjdAeFnMTk1QuFVdLQj9JJ-UeWjr4sli7d4NrTz-AHcAUYP6XCUxyr6pyoFi4Wg7K3OteyKhduZDEgnMafVNtKKrEp8-pXk1jlX7AnplLNcN/s640/blogger-image-508880329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgN6FfQ9SHx4Tve9bwo9viqVMP9HV76R1wXjdAeFnMTk1QuFVdLQj9JJ-UeWjr4sli7d4NrTz-AHcAUYP6XCUxyr6pyoFi4Wg7K3OteyKhduZDEgnMafVNtKKrEp8-pXk1jlX7AnplLNcN/s640/blogger-image-508880329.jpg"></a></div>Looking east along Rua Clérigos, a highly appropriate name. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9oZcYVr-0JVD0pzkmwlGRJnB4VMdUapWafoiFa176kOFyCnrey4r41h3T15wB91wYhFeJG-zCxI4Fh0tP54_QM6ILWsrNofj1ij41kcfjufgaWwod2sFxVV86p5WDboxCdgkmjm9Nd0X4/s640/blogger-image-420709084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9oZcYVr-0JVD0pzkmwlGRJnB4VMdUapWafoiFa176kOFyCnrey4r41h3T15wB91wYhFeJG-zCxI4Fh0tP54_QM6ILWsrNofj1ij41kcfjufgaWwod2sFxVV86p5WDboxCdgkmjm9Nd0X4/s640/blogger-image-420709084.jpg"></a></div>Looking down at those olive trees with the shopping center underneath from yesterday's blog. </div><div><br></div><div>The skinny white building in the middle of the left block is the Livraria Lello, the bookshop also mentioned in yesterday's blog. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And where I will go next. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWII0umghFRY6LQWc_sezB39K-zvBQ5Wj5ceiBQsmLLcyiJu1x7VdnP68bq4cC9412DxDgk2CgARFjvz5QPYntjwZMpHwmrkeEhkFpGckZ1Nyf1hYZYoq9b3MfOcrgWhDmGXJAl3muMQh5/s640/blogger-image--532598552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWII0umghFRY6LQWc_sezB39K-zvBQ5Wj5ceiBQsmLLcyiJu1x7VdnP68bq4cC9412DxDgk2CgARFjvz5QPYntjwZMpHwmrkeEhkFpGckZ1Nyf1hYZYoq9b3MfOcrgWhDmGXJAl3muMQh5/s640/blogger-image--532598552.jpg"></a></div>A narrow walkway around the tower just underneath the bell. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_uVrwyINldhtIMyxfbk1aO6UuVtlJEVtKeoeu9piJbgByUREPWZ-S4nK1slSA0u3MK_qNH9lILCKR1id2w575n7wLkyS4q3AEp_FILMNRbXEv4eFdGyuOA8RKWRa3BZLtZ-vmnBTY-ZlW/s640/blogger-image-745188801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_uVrwyINldhtIMyxfbk1aO6UuVtlJEVtKeoeu9piJbgByUREPWZ-S4nK1slSA0u3MK_qNH9lILCKR1id2w575n7wLkyS4q3AEp_FILMNRbXEv4eFdGyuOA8RKWRa3BZLtZ-vmnBTY-ZlW/s640/blogger-image-745188801.jpg"></a></div>Yes, Livraria Lello was next. You first buy a ticket to gain entry to the bookshop. Then this. Yes indeed, you queue. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5YxbEDeMHwhKlfEzF-oS_RuhprJG9WVAd0vkmN36K8ivbKqPmOKqPCoPtMNfqAxGwZ5uUw6f3oIEvPACsKwJAfq8mdNlZZ9jv9URHn5sSXepTpj2bCI-6WXYA30rh6Tcl7Np0WvHprVz/s640/blogger-image-1141721639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5YxbEDeMHwhKlfEzF-oS_RuhprJG9WVAd0vkmN36K8ivbKqPmOKqPCoPtMNfqAxGwZ5uUw6f3oIEvPACsKwJAfq8mdNlZZ9jv9URHn5sSXepTpj2bCI-6WXYA30rh6Tcl7Np0WvHprVz/s640/blogger-image-1141721639.jpg"></a></div>Inside Livraria Lello looking out. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBZ2phhhkBmEm4zyejNW5QnWjFs-nIaoxqp0MJm6qUkvcw1l45HzDNbnzCbD4yN6Ivtewn83Qa9baisFHPNd_hR3Z2EjyJpjcxLpw8BRl-ecBWkmZnGHAoK-u3P1HvdkVh0_Mpe7doT0b/s640/blogger-image--1712798743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBZ2phhhkBmEm4zyejNW5QnWjFs-nIaoxqp0MJm6qUkvcw1l45HzDNbnzCbD4yN6Ivtewn83Qa9baisFHPNd_hR3Z2EjyJpjcxLpw8BRl-ecBWkmZnGHAoK-u3P1HvdkVh0_Mpe7doT0b/s640/blogger-image--1712798743.jpg"></a></div>So, was it worth the trouble, wait or even the money? Nah. If you are a Harry Potter fan perhaps. Which I am not. I think that the staircase featured in one or more movies. And also that JK Rowling used to hang here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7ZWkBIyfuoevpG4J10SnHcP_AFq6Pt9rLWsC4UzlgHwyucoIRK_2WoeMZrJLmdaAO-IJJUAi4QV7d8blFbUZkTRGbG5nDSWGavylD77cqRqvzxB6URJ50WE8kFF92MyDlMfM_YgMP7CD/s640/blogger-image-1362371564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7ZWkBIyfuoevpG4J10SnHcP_AFq6Pt9rLWsC4UzlgHwyucoIRK_2WoeMZrJLmdaAO-IJJUAi4QV7d8blFbUZkTRGbG5nDSWGavylD77cqRqvzxB6URJ50WE8kFF92MyDlMfM_YgMP7CD/s640/blogger-image-1362371564.jpg"></a></div>A selfie with that staircase. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogojjtPd6XIwc-gS60LewK4WcimqYIC5N3U-LNyoY2k1PLBVjwUaRS8hpBATss2AakpuabPXhnrihtDp4HqjJgpEfnxdHB4-skGjh40efHvztw5_M_yf9AWYnQJ0V0wVxIw86DTqQOrHW/s640/blogger-image-2086509828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogojjtPd6XIwc-gS60LewK4WcimqYIC5N3U-LNyoY2k1PLBVjwUaRS8hpBATss2AakpuabPXhnrihtDp4HqjJgpEfnxdHB4-skGjh40efHvztw5_M_yf9AWYnQJ0V0wVxIw86DTqQOrHW/s640/blogger-image-2086509828.jpg"></a></div>There are obviously 2 stories given the staircase and here we are, obviously, looking down. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqHzTUSCpxK4n5j-jQoGNrsdbdUx3IWwhkDyk1xM-9TnGiySm390gIDXNVWKPUkYN3hsLHhCo99aXde8hlYhyphenhyphen2IbmM5eTxr201Ikf4rt_-p3Y-eyOuv8Z9KWfRxZ2a2ImV4aaArtzwWz48/s640/blogger-image--1572963898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqHzTUSCpxK4n5j-jQoGNrsdbdUx3IWwhkDyk1xM-9TnGiySm390gIDXNVWKPUkYN3hsLHhCo99aXde8hlYhyphenhyphen2IbmM5eTxr201Ikf4rt_-p3Y-eyOuv8Z9KWfRxZ2a2ImV4aaArtzwWz48/s640/blogger-image--1572963898.jpg"></a></div>The staircase is amazing though. From here it looked like an upside down bridge over one of the Venice canals. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ6qUPFrMWbzb4hyFdHOvvD0gbP1YGLhYqKPrM1hggsTo-dWKQcL2ab9U2044P1WQwOc13xZ8tjj0B3wG0Pg-F73XfM9maB8UJm6wF8RYuO1iLXL3NlStClDdcHtqi7w0W-N1La34bRF3t/s640/blogger-image-558634214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ6qUPFrMWbzb4hyFdHOvvD0gbP1YGLhYqKPrM1hggsTo-dWKQcL2ab9U2044P1WQwOc13xZ8tjj0B3wG0Pg-F73XfM9maB8UJm6wF8RYuO1iLXL3NlStClDdcHtqi7w0W-N1La34bRF3t/s640/blogger-image-558634214.jpg"></a></div>And from this angle the staircase is just beautiful. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36Vx4Lv_NUIzhmQMym6AcOl2yIjnXiC1kTdtlVJzb1pneWVJShQToq-pqKqZmj8bUEmoprozJhmGgVDtriWkQeTHT5k4Gd-JFPYOvmIkfgcY8K0uoehdg-OUAKgcV5I1YXNk0SizU6MDx/s640/blogger-image-2072090948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36Vx4Lv_NUIzhmQMym6AcOl2yIjnXiC1kTdtlVJzb1pneWVJShQToq-pqKqZmj8bUEmoprozJhmGgVDtriWkQeTHT5k4Gd-JFPYOvmIkfgcY8K0uoehdg-OUAKgcV5I1YXNk0SizU6MDx/s640/blogger-image-2072090948.jpg"></a></div>Moving right along and after a coffee with those lovely Portugese egg tarts, I wandered down towards Rio Douro. I stumbled onto this vantage point which according to the sign had "access allowed to tourists". </div><div><br></div><div>Pity if you're a local. The site looked very much like a dumping ground for rubbish, for drinkers and possibly homeless people. Must all be tourists then. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR87BoKaTXfFMFS2gkT7cRLuI9T8FjKJoJEKiMVJvWECAYueb5bTxX0eXJajV_YfkFUxFuq4ziJEf-ZHH2s4B9Mr3ta_OHN74qD6242f0ASeRg4TPnnCkiP02BB1cm1WL88YypEl0Oe23l/s640/blogger-image--1301615400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR87BoKaTXfFMFS2gkT7cRLuI9T8FjKJoJEKiMVJvWECAYueb5bTxX0eXJajV_YfkFUxFuq4ziJEf-ZHH2s4B9Mr3ta_OHN74qD6242f0ASeRg4TPnnCkiP02BB1cm1WL88YypEl0Oe23l/s640/blogger-image--1301615400.jpg"></a></div>I zig zagged my way down towards the river...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwhw6hP908E-WfPjdtvYTyxymgvMfLn6iAQAZO9AgRqhvxX1UKrq10BarYWFqPCcP336X22n2Q92eILQ4bYoNXuESVqz3q9Q9l7UGopjrPCern6tFjgqAtOpfGuWGd2KEPkmVPpcV0jT9S/s640/blogger-image-1277222659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwhw6hP908E-WfPjdtvYTyxymgvMfLn6iAQAZO9AgRqhvxX1UKrq10BarYWFqPCcP336X22n2Q92eILQ4bYoNXuESVqz3q9Q9l7UGopjrPCern6tFjgqAtOpfGuWGd2KEPkmVPpcV0jT9S/s640/blogger-image-1277222659.jpg"></a></div>...and away from the touristy area underneath Ponte Luis I. A local man got all the birds fired up by pouring crumbs onto the stone wall. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsm6Keq7pyiwdzUnTZdYocEqbJDJmn3gHg2X6c3DLUrN9TJyNQeI1WAgWWm6SW67sQ4beE3Di6qjGuNA2oWXQkzw054MBHs652yhNBLGzLGFW1wESUl4ZIY8d_49R9WWl2U_XgUvgDxQA/s640/blogger-image--206649820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsm6Keq7pyiwdzUnTZdYocEqbJDJmn3gHg2X6c3DLUrN9TJyNQeI1WAgWWm6SW67sQ4beE3Di6qjGuNA2oWXQkzw054MBHs652yhNBLGzLGFW1wESUl4ZIY8d_49R9WWl2U_XgUvgDxQA/s640/blogger-image--206649820.jpg"></a></div>I wandered west along Rio Douro. A few photos of interesting buildings along the way. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHzs393AuZV3NrxJ4yiTNf7rK37AkZ33pfQ7m5Y444Juyg_T5NNcpQbyvbQu3X3CWMJ5PYIqApHrCENKg12PmQ7Hu7gJVAQkZ-jSPrwqn_b-niebcoAw_dKg0ezSFcRAGxsE1xGr4JtAMz/s640/blogger-image--1604339948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHzs393AuZV3NrxJ4yiTNf7rK37AkZ33pfQ7m5Y444Juyg_T5NNcpQbyvbQu3X3CWMJ5PYIqApHrCENKg12PmQ7Hu7gJVAQkZ-jSPrwqn_b-niebcoAw_dKg0ezSFcRAGxsE1xGr4JtAMz/s640/blogger-image--1604339948.jpg"></a></div>What's left of this building is seriously propped up. Looks like a public hazard to me. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtgGmXBuqJ8j6OB8s5JYsoPTP5UWrJZTNfYxujZpjZRWri1GaypMJd4j3IL6slKIIFDzvlWcREelormmX3CTQOFAtcC8M85Tzcs0VHdTY0nfPvPOJ11Y_HKKTvEtlwY-rsB5k1Iv3JVTh/s640/blogger-image--888628360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtgGmXBuqJ8j6OB8s5JYsoPTP5UWrJZTNfYxujZpjZRWri1GaypMJd4j3IL6slKIIFDzvlWcREelormmX3CTQOFAtcC8M85Tzcs0VHdTY0nfPvPOJ11Y_HKKTvEtlwY-rsB5k1Iv3JVTh/s640/blogger-image--888628360.jpg"></a></div>I slowly took myself to the next tourist attraction, Palácio de Cristal, the Crystal Palace and Jardins de Palácio de Cristal, its gardens. The gardens were nice...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFtrAy7pAcZt0jgtVWrsOow8Rc_uSVeHzg2ADvWShM7pc4-LK1m0ONhS-ppbJfVqgb_yXxAHxzTqa10HaJB_mvwIYKC87Grlp9aQ8bxGft3WJ5-NNUNRK08P7YoK2FvoqgOj-0jifW_bow/s640/blogger-image-323163658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFtrAy7pAcZt0jgtVWrsOow8Rc_uSVeHzg2ADvWShM7pc4-LK1m0ONhS-ppbJfVqgb_yXxAHxzTqa10HaJB_mvwIYKC87Grlp9aQ8bxGft3WJ5-NNUNRK08P7YoK2FvoqgOj-0jifW_bow/s640/blogger-image-323163658.jpg"></a></div>...with great views here to the west with the Atlantic Ocean there in the distance, but...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDH4-F8V_h7zWzHu5YXNB1VlQ_9aXG-UoJNwbGAq-Xi_g3E9jxnhnjZwMXQhzdigzdM44IxSRnPQZTRBvx_tyi9-6JWv7VqNASRqZdFJE5sZgtWQGSxEfYSbBuJs9FsjD07Z277ktdVfc/s640/blogger-image--1845437403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDH4-F8V_h7zWzHu5YXNB1VlQ_9aXG-UoJNwbGAq-Xi_g3E9jxnhnjZwMXQhzdigzdM44IxSRnPQZTRBvx_tyi9-6JWv7VqNASRqZdFJE5sZgtWQGSxEfYSbBuJs9FsjD07Z277ktdVfc/s640/blogger-image--1845437403.jpg"></a></div>...The Crystal Palace is no more. This sports stadium from quite some time ago is there in its place. Quite a deceiving name I would say. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQeNh4HODhaS1aZH-5XYZG_16byOGXMwam8C4tPKGS_-h4x01z7io8amBS-c_k0dez_It0jQuHJ0glbI-RMe0uexh35928xFnLc5WQ6q8MsNbmYoxTGS46Wc4AVhAlLBC_fWoBrAg7puQ/s640/blogger-image--1283798450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQeNh4HODhaS1aZH-5XYZG_16byOGXMwam8C4tPKGS_-h4x01z7io8amBS-c_k0dez_It0jQuHJ0glbI-RMe0uexh35928xFnLc5WQ6q8MsNbmYoxTGS46Wc4AVhAlLBC_fWoBrAg7puQ/s640/blogger-image--1283798450.jpg"></a></div>Soon thereafter, as I wandered back towards the hotel, looking for a late lunch as time approached 2.30pm, there was another downpour. </div><div><br></div><div>I didn't know whether the <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Mercado do Bolháo would still be open, or more to the point, whether the lunch places I saw there in the morning would be open. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I couldn't be more wrong. These lunch places were buzzing. I took this photo as I left and many of the diners had also left by then. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2S_G5D7g6onocZrI9B28LiYEVLSMR42PVGQY29A8sHpDJTrqHfopEqABDjufcFNsrHaJ0rQMJuF6QvBNiwoPhUsBP-bOtq-q8GJSxbWZ2CgyGE6bG_tBKrb5YJaORjNCW3cGkD5ijZLSn/s640/blogger-image-1012242994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2S_G5D7g6onocZrI9B28LiYEVLSMR42PVGQY29A8sHpDJTrqHfopEqABDjufcFNsrHaJ0rQMJuF6QvBNiwoPhUsBP-bOtq-q8GJSxbWZ2CgyGE6bG_tBKrb5YJaORjNCW3cGkD5ijZLSn/s640/blogger-image-1012242994.jpg"></a></div>This was the menu and it was not just the menu for tourists. From what I could see, everybody got it. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBwsYg4V-TuSu4nzphW6ys4e05LSRUOzQW4CsNd0ABjJxk2JjWh2PsJVlM6YKZ1rZWNuSUzH4gfDBLdrOS-ss8yaiMD_zOmNo0n3wZpRsWxx_31dEopndx6QsTP5o5hQ7yy62BivfQK0g/s640/blogger-image-902622031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBwsYg4V-TuSu4nzphW6ys4e05LSRUOzQW4CsNd0ABjJxk2JjWh2PsJVlM6YKZ1rZWNuSUzH4gfDBLdrOS-ss8yaiMD_zOmNo0n3wZpRsWxx_31dEopndx6QsTP5o5hQ7yy62BivfQK0g/s640/blogger-image-902622031.jpg"></a></div>My choice for the day. Bacalhau grelhado. Which translates to grilled cod. Fried salty cod would be more correct. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbJ3C6hZHpgDJgodrDaTWYZkl34SYOCsUkiT84UvRiH5qprIB1ueS2nzoFVcEpxrywIjoAHxLdg9w1R05wT_oc4weUp0OuVRbQ63O9CHkQOLZeWQhBqt3cVyrNSU78ZbWSi5vQTBFQM7w/s640/blogger-image--1478947987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbJ3C6hZHpgDJgodrDaTWYZkl34SYOCsUkiT84UvRiH5qprIB1ueS2nzoFVcEpxrywIjoAHxLdg9w1R05wT_oc4weUp0OuVRbQ63O9CHkQOLZeWQhBqt3cVyrNSU78ZbWSi5vQTBFQM7w/s640/blogger-image--1478947987.jpg"></a></div>The price was right. 5€. Although with a beer and bread / pão, the total added up to 9€. While the Spanish never charged for bread, the Portuguese do. </div><div><br></div><div>Superbock is a Portuguese beer since 1927. It is clearly modeled on German and Dutch lagers and seems very popular here. I found it OK but it will not become a favorite. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPNwzw07fDSgPuwvY7vkVWSqOtrzZLf6NM1DS49m3CSsiYUBJOm5iPzL4Vr9RIOua6op4yqO-BUaW1vpqyQ-XJMdYsQS3hFRZATkmDavBQ_VFtJk6EafsHw0wk5ZWylz4anUW5WbyZdFM/s640/blogger-image--971309970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPNwzw07fDSgPuwvY7vkVWSqOtrzZLf6NM1DS49m3CSsiYUBJOm5iPzL4Vr9RIOua6op4yqO-BUaW1vpqyQ-XJMdYsQS3hFRZATkmDavBQ_VFtJk6EafsHw0wk5ZWylz4anUW5WbyZdFM/s640/blogger-image--971309970.jpg"></a></div>As I finished my late lunch some time after 3pm, I slowly wandered back to Hotel Seculo (which means century by the way) and my hotel room. </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I had walked a lot today, my guess would be up to 15km, so I thought that a siesta would be in order. Nice it was. </span></div><div><br></div><div>The weather forecast for the evening and overnight and tomorrow was grim. Yep you guessed it, more rain. </div><div><br></div><div>During a stint of temporary sunshine again, I decided to walk up the street to the local supermarket. I wanted to get provisions for the next couple of days and also for my train trip to Tunes on Thursday. </div><div><br></div><div>There is a small park up the road called Jardim de Marquês de Pombal. The local metro station called Marques is underneath the park. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dbh9uqTloNb40Mptq_HHyaupVbFmHncwD9v_mSBcCp_p7Y2Mb6xsPEZeBcARCVD463pKnDZs1uVEnV9yMaq9gPaTj1JJM-lsi6eQyjiCovcwOFHdKzbi8mMrpWIJPKWJyk728jEFC7Tj/s640/blogger-image-1887730457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dbh9uqTloNb40Mptq_HHyaupVbFmHncwD9v_mSBcCp_p7Y2Mb6xsPEZeBcARCVD463pKnDZs1uVEnV9yMaq9gPaTj1JJM-lsi6eQyjiCovcwOFHdKzbi8mMrpWIJPKWJyk728jEFC7Tj/s640/blogger-image-1887730457.jpg"></a></div>It didn't take a lot of time after I arrived back at the hotel with my shopping before the rain started again. </div><div><br></div><div>That's it. Crackers, cheese and beer in the hotel room for dinner. I don't particularly fancy getting drenched again. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-39021182559395457682015-10-26T09:14:00.001-07:002015-10-27T00:10:32.384-07:00Mon 26 Oct - Porto R&R Day 1Rain was forecast. And rain we got.<div><br></div><div>It had rained in Porto overnight and it was raining when I woke up. Looking out from my hotel window...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZK_uW8MdNH7Y9oVxUNAdbQ80UVZDvLBLar9O6x-iGJger3RJ63KFVN3wCPI-vQc3YCDMrHWatSG4knToEIseSIhy9aKSzjyU9E1GYBBjnJo4O3otxxwCaU6uPwjrvcbisatsYmVN8GN9-/s640/blogger-image-1817128799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZK_uW8MdNH7Y9oVxUNAdbQ80UVZDvLBLar9O6x-iGJger3RJ63KFVN3wCPI-vQc3YCDMrHWatSG4knToEIseSIhy9aKSzjyU9E1GYBBjnJo4O3otxxwCaU6uPwjrvcbisatsYmVN8GN9-/s640/blogger-image-1817128799.jpg"></a></div>I had booked myself into a "free" walking tour at 9.20am this morning so I started my breakfast at 7.30am when they opened. </div><div><br></div><div>A small morning incident in the breakfast room. Tony Blair, ex UK Prime Minister was on TV. </div><div><br></div><div>Suddenly a bloke asked 4 French people having their breakfast, in English "Is this the French President?" </div><div><br></div><div>The guy's "logic" was that the French had convinced the English to bomb Serbia. "Thank you very much for that", the bloke said to the French breakfast eaters. I think that everybody in that breakfast room got dumbfounded. </div><div><br></div><div>Of course, I got seriously lost on my way to the meeting place for the walking tour. I had to ask a smart looking Portuguese woman for directions. </div><div><br></div><div>It turned out that I was on the right street. It was just that I was totally convinced that I had to walk the other way. I arrived pretty much at the exact starting time. </div><div><br></div><div>Below is the guide, <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugejia. She spoke English very well and clearly took a great interest in Porto, in history and in languages. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Eugenjia was here pointing out a Portuguese "delicacy" called Francesinha. The way she described the </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Francesinha </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">sounded something like the Elvis death sandwich to me. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64Fkk5PNUrn1OCn9ir8f-mgjD56IzPUt1g0Z7Ey4gaUyHlik7Mu4FwI3GYAi_6ZlkBx7KoaLFsEPP1uwqAhOzTs4WsC8YeHNkFcGXDm97pVfoCYRX_O1s4vwW82EJeYpmpc-ACYxd57OW/s640/blogger-image-967616038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64Fkk5PNUrn1OCn9ir8f-mgjD56IzPUt1g0Z7Ey4gaUyHlik7Mu4FwI3GYAi_6ZlkBx7KoaLFsEPP1uwqAhOzTs4WsC8YeHNkFcGXDm97pVfoCYRX_O1s4vwW82EJeYpmpc-ACYxd57OW/s640/blogger-image-967616038.jpg"></a></div><div>A website of things to do in Porto described the <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Francesinha </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">as follows:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Porto's decadent Francesinha is a sandwich typically filled with various types of meat, covered with cheese and then drowned in a tomato and beer sauce." I will probably pass on that one. </span></div><div><br></div>This statue is of one of Porto's founding fathers. <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugenjia told us that she once had been asked by an American visitor whether it was a statue of Elvis...</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF963fJ8jZteoSrSLSYS3Jk3zKdZ7WWyhLgPT80tQF4Vm5C3tdgdPSqYMgHtCKc8dzN2QAxSGKeO6ZFkVVD7SCl0gZCr4nNsMvA7DapYds0TxMCkfwy58efJozLtp2X_NbVGkndgvDBBXa/s640/blogger-image-324761415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF963fJ8jZteoSrSLSYS3Jk3zKdZ7WWyhLgPT80tQF4Vm5C3tdgdPSqYMgHtCKc8dzN2QAxSGKeO6ZFkVVD7SCl0gZCr4nNsMvA7DapYds0TxMCkfwy58efJozLtp2X_NbVGkndgvDBBXa/s640/blogger-image-324761415.jpg"></a></div>I think that <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugenjia said that this clergyman </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">tower (Torre dos Clerigos) was still the highest point in Porto. The tower had apparently even been used as a lighthouse in the past. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">In front of the Clerigos Tower below, there are olive trees. Some are 100 years old. There is just one thing...</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4tTSRTvcjfJhPgMyLtuRsXz6nrTW9ara46QjiKb8118cvn_20-LH_FUDY8e4Zc-4h7WyI34w5m656XT-X9k9mOCRl-whNV_4pTWuo6pdzEZTY5F5lfg27lIcW-oHJbUpCAWw-09JurDx/s640/blogger-image-1154564380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4tTSRTvcjfJhPgMyLtuRsXz6nrTW9ara46QjiKb8118cvn_20-LH_FUDY8e4Zc-4h7WyI34w5m656XT-X9k9mOCRl-whNV_4pTWuo6pdzEZTY5F5lfg27lIcW-oHJbUpCAWw-09JurDx/s640/blogger-image-1154564380.jpg"></a></div>...the olive trees are on top of concrete and a newish shopping center. </div><div><br></div><div>In other words, the olive trees had grown elsewhere and been transported here as mature trees. </div><div><br></div><div>And there is a Costa Coffee there too... It's just sad. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLOIlYbk-95HSWeC4U8QE43ZVMxMnq9eXdSJUmh16wzevsFsN1Q3BbZpa5RZgBef7j9etaLcXmtc0muWQhMIJ9TOsKAfMN2m5hsmlhG_eF2VDX2_7-bZXasYKDSQI0rCn4beRQfN9RJjD/s640/blogger-image-351410035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLOIlYbk-95HSWeC4U8QE43ZVMxMnq9eXdSJUmh16wzevsFsN1Q3BbZpa5RZgBef7j9etaLcXmtc0muWQhMIJ9TOsKAfMN2m5hsmlhG_eF2VDX2_7-bZXasYKDSQI0rCn4beRQfN9RJjD/s640/blogger-image-351410035.jpg"></a></div>The bookshop Lello & Irmao has apparently been voted the 16th most beautiful bookshop in the world. </div><div><br></div><div>J.K. Rowling of Harry Potter fame, who was married to a Portuguese man for a while, apparently used to hang there. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbXCLrsyIN0ccUKMn21Td4dEpnJ9QySWaUfl0BkqYtVoF8LFWESHWeIsUcGKDe6K2Z6QfapXt6VnFtdDl7Ktdbg-jmsjuig3R85W7rNaE_uyLqEWMb2jOlXqRrhYFdIVVPD6fIaDFKNePm/s640/blogger-image--680213661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbXCLrsyIN0ccUKMn21Td4dEpnJ9QySWaUfl0BkqYtVoF8LFWESHWeIsUcGKDe6K2Z6QfapXt6VnFtdDl7Ktdbg-jmsjuig3R85W7rNaE_uyLqEWMb2jOlXqRrhYFdIVVPD6fIaDFKNePm/s640/blogger-image--680213661.jpg"></a></div>Now, you can't just pop into Lello & Irmao to have a look or buy a book. </div><div><br></div><div>You have to purchase a ticket for 3€ and then possibly queue before you can get in. Into a bookshop. A victim of its own success. Or very clever marketing...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1lVOjoUaQltTKQC_0mgzcRueBF5fkJ4q3A67-ReXWKjBzATcbfjQJzLk79-HAAYmHOy1tz1kk9pVuXhk607d-7l8IWOTOmOdPiPTjh_j4dHlrbwEISIvSMZY7qZaZ7vw0hlE764ZGSoe/s640/blogger-image--1576269177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1lVOjoUaQltTKQC_0mgzcRueBF5fkJ4q3A67-ReXWKjBzATcbfjQJzLk79-HAAYmHOy1tz1kk9pVuXhk607d-7l8IWOTOmOdPiPTjh_j4dHlrbwEISIvSMZY7qZaZ7vw0hlE764ZGSoe/s640/blogger-image--1576269177.jpg"></a></div>Almost next to Lello & Irmao bookshop is one of Porto's premier party streets. It's called Galleria de Paris and was once covered in glass as per its pretentious name. </div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugenjia didn't know why the glass had since been removed. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFtLf6fqPam6e4gVQ1mACFoXkHKlHAAOxnW_mSeONWH1EvA6iUwYEurYHU1vbwQbGD8n5en6zI0UHLZGaWrE5UKrkzDH0yYVPb0ODbAv6Sxaq0Yr5GKoNPZjnO67d2EjZezhqIOwhegox/s640/blogger-image-274934627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFtLf6fqPam6e4gVQ1mACFoXkHKlHAAOxnW_mSeONWH1EvA6iUwYEurYHU1vbwQbGD8n5en6zI0UHLZGaWrE5UKrkzDH0yYVPb0ODbAv6Sxaq0Yr5GKoNPZjnO67d2EjZezhqIOwhegox/s640/blogger-image-274934627.jpg"></a></div>Porto city look. Up the hill is the street where I am staying, Rua de Santa Catarina. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkAbpSWosDoJ6Gbp5JCok0iO2HSEFQn4gLIC52lWZDvkT98h_2HTUWmYyqigl_h5uOvihyULDXY2uudkhjz3LqrMB7yhNmtjL6iPggCmuUSUAdCF1LwunKeb4i2k0VBum33HuVidwFPS39/s640/blogger-image-1210759977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkAbpSWosDoJ6Gbp5JCok0iO2HSEFQn4gLIC52lWZDvkT98h_2HTUWmYyqigl_h5uOvihyULDXY2uudkhjz3LqrMB7yhNmtjL6iPggCmuUSUAdCF1LwunKeb4i2k0VBum33HuVidwFPS39/s640/blogger-image-1210759977.jpg"></a></div>Now this is very sad. An "Imperial" McDonalds. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8mOzRrNOrTJyrFs5rxhnkToyife1qMrC0wQOmvfOXDyO7Z0M3OwgPP4JsKgZ89z5ge5chhVjyVZ70YCscZFuL5e61-8bxtx5DIr8dNkq9c8yiFud5kwWmeaLBNKx1pmHOPuf1g1FALP-1/s640/blogger-image--50314361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8mOzRrNOrTJyrFs5rxhnkToyife1qMrC0wQOmvfOXDyO7Z0M3OwgPP4JsKgZ89z5ge5chhVjyVZ70YCscZFuL5e61-8bxtx5DIr8dNkq9c8yiFud5kwWmeaLBNKx1pmHOPuf1g1FALP-1/s640/blogger-image--50314361.jpg"></a></div>If you go inside this McDonalds, it looks like as follows. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjxM5vLFY0GoFiMO7FGDfjRt8wUWljKKkwXk6RJ5drNVMl-eBIlPrp6CZyyTaIWPOwyEo6ctSswxlb5vgWzX7JiDAKr4ihj9VQ_W9FzQ9w-ISQ73hzeGIB4pxZ8XreO7_G6FJykGZz02r/s640/blogger-image-952126803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwjxM5vLFY0GoFiMO7FGDfjRt8wUWljKKkwXk6RJ5drNVMl-eBIlPrp6CZyyTaIWPOwyEo6ctSswxlb5vgWzX7JiDAKr4ihj9VQ_W9FzQ9w-ISQ73hzeGIB4pxZ8XreO7_G6FJykGZz02r/s640/blogger-image-952126803.jpg"></a></div>Why oh why? <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugenjia explained that the old cafe that used to be there had been vacant for 15 years with no interest in revitalizing it. Until McDonalds came along. Now they can't get rid of them. Just sad. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This is the cathedral of Porto. I had a look inside but after many cathedrals and churches during the Camino, it just didn't do it for me. Until...</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjzZE4cTvOJCRdFgobH3aTF5_KIr9wb338jUzHnFctGwkYn6XoM_H5KOWyhF-m8AMPRofFD-PgRDOLULE_avYOpPYo_-HxCoA8UVuwQYdEQgT8SV791cY_OgBBgreeQpJ6s5jH0nwqOC4/s640/blogger-image--1153760286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjzZE4cTvOJCRdFgobH3aTF5_KIr9wb338jUzHnFctGwkYn6XoM_H5KOWyhF-m8AMPRofFD-PgRDOLULE_avYOpPYo_-HxCoA8UVuwQYdEQgT8SV791cY_OgBBgreeQpJ6s5jH0nwqOC4/s640/blogger-image--1153760286.jpg"></a></div>...I saw this outside. An oh so familiar yellow arrow. </div><div><br></div><div>Camino Portugese starts with a visit to Porto's cathedral to get that all important first stamp in your credential book. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvsGE0UI4JCxAkiM5kpkeeu9rY0mFyLgjMRCRnupTCtXWpoCInM8YEt4IPWbHyGyK068IMj3sm4JBrZNX_ZdWjLlZecFBpq5guE3GT9MWycbrA9Gq5cO9vPUsDtI89buiKKQpdeTbxMWT/s640/blogger-image--559372770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvsGE0UI4JCxAkiM5kpkeeu9rY0mFyLgjMRCRnupTCtXWpoCInM8YEt4IPWbHyGyK068IMj3sm4JBrZNX_ZdWjLlZecFBpq5guE3GT9MWycbrA9Gq5cO9vPUsDtI89buiKKQpdeTbxMWT/s640/blogger-image--559372770.jpg"></a></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Eugenjia had brought a credential and spoke about the Camino for a while. Fatima is a different, entirely Portuguese pilgrim trail. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Soon, in Porto's historical center, there were more arrows. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfsRf4DHrj60SB_cCcRuV_woOkhX9qqWpL5w4w0UYrs4PBh_ofCKvCUH1NXdlJu5lM9R1WYOBcg4WpbOXqNvCofeNlTjt0qkulMRvQ4cyJQ54Z_sPh8E_veUnLW-iRkThDR23w88NBcs2/s640/blogger-image--1688725408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfsRf4DHrj60SB_cCcRuV_woOkhX9qqWpL5w4w0UYrs4PBh_ofCKvCUH1NXdlJu5lM9R1WYOBcg4WpbOXqNvCofeNlTjt0qkulMRvQ4cyJQ54Z_sPh8E_veUnLW-iRkThDR23w88NBcs2/s640/blogger-image--1688725408.jpg"></a></div>We wandered through Porto's historical centre, a zig zag pattern of lane ways which sloped down towards Rio Duoro. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhF4VKI7j_CuTVsXnaJnugF3jt87zDq3nyMfDZLwiveucQ9HTLiITNUKEApRcK3wwTji8xkCWMbvE7CrHBPvxIV2NUzoihoY0an204ZmNaNGBL_nBE_X1upGzRJTJo43vfr-d_daj1QULa/s640/blogger-image--1060889697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhF4VKI7j_CuTVsXnaJnugF3jt87zDq3nyMfDZLwiveucQ9HTLiITNUKEApRcK3wwTji8xkCWMbvE7CrHBPvxIV2NUzoihoY0an204ZmNaNGBL_nBE_X1upGzRJTJo43vfr-d_daj1QULa/s640/blogger-image--1060889697.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIbwwGmqBe85IyGCP0EU-ierRQfNKX5xwMIq07rHJC9_wr8s_hpwrgBna0kUC0KN7qqrM06F7PyeZCXNmVHJadH58x4kLxdHypo-pxFHPlqiM4gkqfGAIvcIt29gaJA031dLfMjwjizMC/s640/blogger-image--611123412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIbwwGmqBe85IyGCP0EU-ierRQfNKX5xwMIq07rHJC9_wr8s_hpwrgBna0kUC0KN7qqrM06F7PyeZCXNmVHJadH58x4kLxdHypo-pxFHPlqiM4gkqfGAIvcIt29gaJA031dLfMjwjizMC/s640/blogger-image--611123412.jpg"></a></div>There were many interesting buildings along the way. But wait. What is that on the right hand side of the balcony?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhBQL1unkr_57dRwZr_v34DZJaW7cirHdZLPEWov9fcDGzJpVmB6YxevTuuqFIdr0BTYpHSsbPK-lV07c-82HAsXpwYTFMyey3vpgOU5AN4f7O0vw13QyArvYbFW7c3f__NjgPj8UrPft/s640/blogger-image--1483037581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhBQL1unkr_57dRwZr_v34DZJaW7cirHdZLPEWov9fcDGzJpVmB6YxevTuuqFIdr0BTYpHSsbPK-lV07c-82HAsXpwYTFMyey3vpgOU5AN4f7O0vw13QyArvYbFW7c3f__NjgPj8UrPft/s640/blogger-image--1483037581.jpg"></a></div>Right...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQjAja6qG4Q42910MOJLFKxNteNq7h-f2K1Y1sowZM-EiTw2cx_N9zxIJynLbJ4OXr95gWZPzOehzAsTIC5_J2Q_AIhHguznTjRzA7-H2ctPRsDsOkre19_TnsFQ5dWCdNFNGWlnY7Z_IB/s640/blogger-image--1555613405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQjAja6qG4Q42910MOJLFKxNteNq7h-f2K1Y1sowZM-EiTw2cx_N9zxIJynLbJ4OXr95gWZPzOehzAsTIC5_J2Q_AIhHguznTjRzA7-H2ctPRsDsOkre19_TnsFQ5dWCdNFNGWlnY7Z_IB/s640/blogger-image--1555613405.jpg"></a></div>The walking tour finished here down by the river at 1pm and we all went our own way. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj08r07kVIKSKVjlhGkq53f_fy3sh7Sdf2OJVx_vMmLYr8Yecs61xrYo-Q9KPDeNLBQ4c2CWjbRmTESkd1DOd5RNWQhokRjJWW-gMZtfWaOrDXcj9xZYhyphenhyphenDkK4J1Ubc_c5qJPdStzy1Ezog/s640/blogger-image--126248743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj08r07kVIKSKVjlhGkq53f_fy3sh7Sdf2OJVx_vMmLYr8Yecs61xrYo-Q9KPDeNLBQ4c2CWjbRmTESkd1DOd5RNWQhokRjJWW-gMZtfWaOrDXcj9xZYhyphenhyphenDkK4J1Ubc_c5qJPdStzy1Ezog/s640/blogger-image--126248743.jpg"></a></div>I wandered across the lower car bridge of Ponte Luis I to the other side. </div><div><br></div><div>Which is not "South Porto" at all as I said in yesterday's blog. On the other side is an entirely different town called Vila Nova da Gaia. Apparently the locals just calls it Gaia. </div><div><br></div><div>There is a cable car for those who can't or don't want to use their legs to get up on the bridge. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZgy0s7d0eiq5ckWMKEFp3GDwIeHlaLSEdDdKgtsYfbdf_-7HUpMImjHCJTr88TzN1KcvIIgVuokanSzkA7kwaRFShloGaJJ64UjQgG83DrZ50K6qsR-A-SNrgebEBhNyjFhl5c2etHms/s640/blogger-image-1968037724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipZgy0s7d0eiq5ckWMKEFp3GDwIeHlaLSEdDdKgtsYfbdf_-7HUpMImjHCJTr88TzN1KcvIIgVuokanSzkA7kwaRFShloGaJJ64UjQgG83DrZ50K6qsR-A-SNrgebEBhNyjFhl5c2etHms/s640/blogger-image-1968037724.jpg"></a></div>Looking west over Rio Douro. Interesting cacti roof top garden in the foreground. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF89UfmfBI_ep-7o-WzI0BwIeEIX6fIwfhogs4iA_s6DSWWaMvsCNWQDzNWsYlrXuJ-AfE4twKkh3XZflu-GwZfieKI09m_PZjuy8DLa1xqyjPEWWSrufsr055WqKZlAQG7xabgQU7KHX/s640/blogger-image-1047912207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF89UfmfBI_ep-7o-WzI0BwIeEIX6fIwfhogs4iA_s6DSWWaMvsCNWQDzNWsYlrXuJ-AfE4twKkh3XZflu-GwZfieKI09m_PZjuy8DLa1xqyjPEWWSrufsr055WqKZlAQG7xabgQU7KHX/s640/blogger-image-1047912207.jpg"></a></div>Up until this time, the weather gods had been sympathetic but the rain was now clearly closing in. I wandered back towards town. Another photo from Ponte Luis I. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYFjS-hkupTvoOEjtHtdpjQleKdiTGXu6U0-XaqE9DN_EVte2S1Rv8EnHw_MOtNAUn-RI22RtT_B5VZnNTLs1788ZXnq3KKw1q5qwD_S0mujQOzN0OZuZdLc9YrH81g43qAoXH-WMJbUz/s640/blogger-image-700691513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYFjS-hkupTvoOEjtHtdpjQleKdiTGXu6U0-XaqE9DN_EVte2S1Rv8EnHw_MOtNAUn-RI22RtT_B5VZnNTLs1788ZXnq3KKw1q5qwD_S0mujQOzN0OZuZdLc9YrH81g43qAoXH-WMJbUz/s640/blogger-image-700691513.jpg"></a></div>A few spits, then a drizzle but I decided to wander off to the intercity railway station called Campanha to get a train ticket to Tunes in the south for Thursday. </div><div><br></div><div>Campanha railway station is not as classy as the S Bento railway station but looked all right. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGp8qe3vmXkSRWIFzv8z_Z7sX-ZlWoiB6url5hJhg1IqiGJ1ZssvPW89NNdbtGE3iKmwHlg6ODEOFNfZ4Q3jLcfpydxKPqsBzFEDVD6RhW088FxeYp7Arq-vUKyQx8OG4VXItaoK_0PvtO/s640/blogger-image-1166299754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGp8qe3vmXkSRWIFzv8z_Z7sX-ZlWoiB6url5hJhg1IqiGJ1ZssvPW89NNdbtGE3iKmwHlg6ODEOFNfZ4Q3jLcfpydxKPqsBzFEDVD6RhW088FxeYp7Arq-vUKyQx8OG4VXItaoK_0PvtO/s640/blogger-image-1166299754.jpg"></a></div>I got my ticket and then I noticed that the daily train to Faro that I am taking on Thursday, that today's train and departure time had come up on the board. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJd7UQunf98TBuZgNpyqUkno8RmayXJZLUuVwsK1Sj7T_dACZ5Od98ZXtm3_TWUK-uDkx5vXrxTNaP3iIB2I3yiwjZvpHFkbxBxFVIjEXBCgwz7IwxDIjmb-IAkw355pWnqn5lYkskYy7i/s640/blogger-image-2094491754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJd7UQunf98TBuZgNpyqUkno8RmayXJZLUuVwsK1Sj7T_dACZ5Od98ZXtm3_TWUK-uDkx5vXrxTNaP3iIB2I3yiwjZvpHFkbxBxFVIjEXBCgwz7IwxDIjmb-IAkw355pWnqn5lYkskYy7i/s640/blogger-image-2094491754.jpg"></a></div>As I exited the railway station, the clouds were much darker and it was now rain. </div><div><br></div><div>I decided to walk back to my hotel by that I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">got a better drenching than at any time during the Camino. And I was carrying an umbrella. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At least I could walk back to the hotel and change clothes and hang up the wet ones with nobody around. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I spent the rest of the day in the hotel room snacking on what I purchased yesterday and drinking a few beers. The weather was such that I just didn't feel like venturing out again. Although I did think about getting something Big Bob from 3 doors up the street...</span></div><div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-17262085939932890292015-10-25T01:21:00.001-07:002015-10-25T15:06:38.725-07:00Sun 25 Oct - Santiago de Compostela to PortoTime to leave Santiago de Compostela and Spain for Portugal. I am sure that I will be back in a not too distant future. With Good Mrs next time. Spain is still my favorite European country. Perhaps Portugal will change that...<div><br></div><div>Daylight Savings Time goes for 7 months on the Iberian peninsula and overnight it reverted back to standard time. Given that Portugal is one hour earlier than Spain, i.e. same time zone as the UK, my body clock was thrown back 2 hours by the end of the day. It got dark quickly. </div><div><br></div><div>My bus to Porto, Portugal did not depart until noon which means plenty of time in the morning to pack for post Camino. </div><div><br></div><div>So by 8.30am standard time I was ready to go so went for a final Sunday morning wander through Santiago de Compostela. <br><div><br></div><div>Sunday morning means empty and closed in Spain. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQkwoXypd8SZEAY7Z5LS7yIVU7e1KI3xGsa8m8YtHgp4FEQnsVmKkADeAGTCgoQtN69sJbH1MWKTs9JbKgJNmd_yKxCR0vJM5V5spR-G95U6hZT5BACxETQ2TuXwjuvh314D-sWqco9p_/s640/blogger-image-1250843889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQkwoXypd8SZEAY7Z5LS7yIVU7e1KI3xGsa8m8YtHgp4FEQnsVmKkADeAGTCgoQtN69sJbH1MWKTs9JbKgJNmd_yKxCR0vJM5V5spR-G95U6hZT5BACxETQ2TuXwjuvh314D-sWqco9p_/s640/blogger-image-1250843889.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I forgot to capture these ladies in Parque Alameda the other day. I am not sure what their message is. Welcome pilgrims?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UtSS92VGbWiJVxMGHXIJ9ZAMwCTyrlQ2xTj_2D2wH31wuLkqbHvTcEOIphfm2ubFQEdJv_aPUtL51O0pT3x-IdBsAPAmqQpSm-qQgNobcUDSjo3a4EZg1MDwbXw6vfj5FnYogi5JqmLS/s640/blogger-image--1906104750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UtSS92VGbWiJVxMGHXIJ9ZAMwCTyrlQ2xTj_2D2wH31wuLkqbHvTcEOIphfm2ubFQEdJv_aPUtL51O0pT3x-IdBsAPAmqQpSm-qQgNobcUDSjo3a4EZg1MDwbXw6vfj5FnYogi5JqmLS/s640/blogger-image--1906104750.jpg"></a></div>I've passed this very touristy looking joint many times in the last few days. Misspelt or Spanish spelling?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7jD0pWZtzlKGQl3FE3-rtMGIWZOv7AagN85lenFkVQhcZ0hhXOzI4GoivaW30lVC-SH7tMWUDhk_rz2eBWYOdW7hpeJZxAMoodRmt0QJlA9yu5PpRfyrcB9WNsOVcY4S9t8slwscXofd/s640/blogger-image-729233122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii7jD0pWZtzlKGQl3FE3-rtMGIWZOv7AagN85lenFkVQhcZ0hhXOzI4GoivaW30lVC-SH7tMWUDhk_rz2eBWYOdW7hpeJZxAMoodRmt0QJlA9yu5PpRfyrcB9WNsOVcY4S9t8slwscXofd/s640/blogger-image-729233122.jpg"></a></div>This however is clearly not correct. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHuJPelPZF2tXeSYm__rkc-jdxXWT2MBxl30mCZVqAT4dMnM6ZkIC0y5S-ogcdxYpMD55i2zoNTOWehk0L1DjnrLF1CfyGC2VuHzjUsTNv9Tk36pY1DVNvmk3bBq-4qy9p9c3MX-bl9VmC/s640/blogger-image-1470307433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHuJPelPZF2tXeSYm__rkc-jdxXWT2MBxl30mCZVqAT4dMnM6ZkIC0y5S-ogcdxYpMD55i2zoNTOWehk0L1DjnrLF1CfyGC2VuHzjUsTNv9Tk36pY1DVNvmk3bBq-4qy9p9c3MX-bl9VmC/s640/blogger-image-1470307433.jpg"></a></div>I think that this was the tapas bar where we pilgrims went to farewell lunch yesterday. Hard to tell now that everything is shut. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiMzD5j-fIjj4D9h0OK_kM85NN76Mv6Dc2Te-FNFVuIqGUPuAHhg_n_IJR27JamLarNIsuldM0E8IjpcXrnkQKop3z_p88c5LLPiUti6WPeHT1OA5PE3ZC7_Y2UGaAcMkLGVwo4ptjCnW/s640/blogger-image-2110366366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiMzD5j-fIjj4D9h0OK_kM85NN76Mv6Dc2Te-FNFVuIqGUPuAHhg_n_IJR27JamLarNIsuldM0E8IjpcXrnkQKop3z_p88c5LLPiUti6WPeHT1OA5PE3ZC7_Y2UGaAcMkLGVwo4ptjCnW/s640/blogger-image-2110366366.jpg"></a></div>This was interesting. It's Sunday morning and almost everything is closed. But not the Santiago de Compostela post office. It's open and it is providing pilgrim services. I was impressed. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwA6z-u4H-ODi8XAuC95_TXIKmxnEN_juuPgiKriAz3ofxJH1N5uCykZAIXm_z_6jEB6loaQzSeYuW1tV5qZTLoIXecETTk7zaHZQuLSSjYxoJj4EN3ams86qV5CIxtw-jb25QasrvcQbv/s640/blogger-image--1516437998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwA6z-u4H-ODi8XAuC95_TXIKmxnEN_juuPgiKriAz3ofxJH1N5uCykZAIXm_z_6jEB6loaQzSeYuW1tV5qZTLoIXecETTk7zaHZQuLSSjYxoJj4EN3ams86qV5CIxtw-jb25QasrvcQbv/s640/blogger-image--1516437998.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Santiago de Compostela played host to one of those early Sunday morning runs today. The run <font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">finalized in the plaza in front of the cathedral. Plenty of runners who had made it, but more to come as we will see later. </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutyFwTrRydQ4zowdTRmu0QCXLDUmlu8Dspw3naRrJX6uRGtGYVS_nTVWiooR7NFsNmCkJecK068_Wx-1Suz6sf-HUTKyD7uYCF9qdvOiY3E_9f0MqIEotJOXmJoH6bB4kPg9gWWv2ZW8r/s640/blogger-image-275405274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutyFwTrRydQ4zowdTRmu0QCXLDUmlu8Dspw3naRrJX6uRGtGYVS_nTVWiooR7NFsNmCkJecK068_Wx-1Suz6sf-HUTKyD7uYCF9qdvOiY3E_9f0MqIEotJOXmJoH6bB4kPg9gWWv2ZW8r/s640/blogger-image-275405274.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrE9jZUHACyfW9jqW0UksarXOCCqRdlZ_TXnBjvkS7o0zMSSyPtt8eNvlvOPAPhrGkWnPPEw6W7Id1LWNg0buyq6V08th78NGSZYn1QA1GH23i6Pba41A53slN2XKWcOKj_rzJ10pgJiky/s640/blogger-image--1732667059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrE9jZUHACyfW9jqW0UksarXOCCqRdlZ_TXnBjvkS7o0zMSSyPtt8eNvlvOPAPhrGkWnPPEw6W7Id1LWNg0buyq6V08th78NGSZYn1QA1GH23i6Pba41A53slN2XKWcOKj_rzJ10pgJiky/s640/blogger-image--1732667059.jpg"></a></div>I slowly made my way back to hostel The Last Stamp through another typical Spanish breakfast. That consisted of a cup of Americano coffee and croissant at the very appropriately named Cafeteria Butafumerio. The setup just seemed appropriate to round up my presence here and in Spain. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxRFhyphenhyphenIB8WYcq-BM89j3LeTxXwtqSPySkfdt635DFOdMGLHPdMB9WzVg-PC3u2MUeHQ_vELYSTRXiAKThlWS7B-nOv6Txnr-QTWGZ-mkOE32F-0OQVrO0M7UTFVE_cJk7cJq-xBQT41yH/s640/blogger-image--814582806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxRFhyphenhyphenIB8WYcq-BM89j3LeTxXwtqSPySkfdt635DFOdMGLHPdMB9WzVg-PC3u2MUeHQ_vELYSTRXiAKThlWS7B-nOv6Txnr-QTWGZ-mkOE32F-0OQVrO0M7UTFVE_cJk7cJq-xBQT41yH/s640/blogger-image--814582806.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Way too early I get my backpack and wander off to the bus station... Against the direction of the remaining runners. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilYShzkylvLLADlcVou1XllqkKgaCpaKrrfQ_7c6hZxfQSRWC8oJKp3gmXQR3F7-WMpqnhA7Ct1CzMSJXgqJzv6Z3wNCdF1cc0VpMVKLguA4VUnJUgN_P42DBm7qvz88GBpwonWCWMTjM/s640/blogger-image--521667528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiilYShzkylvLLADlcVou1XllqkKgaCpaKrrfQ_7c6hZxfQSRWC8oJKp3gmXQR3F7-WMpqnhA7Ct1CzMSJXgqJzv6Z3wNCdF1cc0VpMVKLguA4VUnJUgN_P42DBm7qvz88GBpwonWCWMTjM/s640/blogger-image--521667528.jpg"></a></div>There was not a lot of life at Santiago de Compostela's bus station. My bus is there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLQWh-U0Pp3eqp8gQY5mmVFDAXZdKyIpbwhbA1fM_oh0V7U5N9e0l1B4bZnPfx8m0v10WvQtBoOGVjW31zrHR3KwRGspz22pGOwh0HY2x6wsRcSx71D6XeVidJytdc11tkPA0rh9NPlF4/s640/blogger-image-460031334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLQWh-U0Pp3eqp8gQY5mmVFDAXZdKyIpbwhbA1fM_oh0V7U5N9e0l1B4bZnPfx8m0v10WvQtBoOGVjW31zrHR3KwRGspz22pGOwh0HY2x6wsRcSx71D6XeVidJytdc11tkPA0rh9NPlF4/s640/blogger-image-460031334.jpg"></a></div>Yep, this is the international bus. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyy9NuRMov5q2Wnct2JzuPvYPUz30DxU-03pD0-UTEzNnX23qAbZguMP14YByygoslnmMRgj28WwnbMlArlNWSw0E0ltXxuuLuIxZglW9gCUX0HWI-ZE6IjkQ4WYVJV7kHHRFvUeVarnbX/s640/blogger-image--1600921904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyy9NuRMov5q2Wnct2JzuPvYPUz30DxU-03pD0-UTEzNnX23qAbZguMP14YByygoslnmMRgj28WwnbMlArlNWSw0E0ltXxuuLuIxZglW9gCUX0HWI-ZE6IjkQ4WYVJV7kHHRFvUeVarnbX/s640/blogger-image--1600921904.jpg"></a></div>The bus leaves Santiago de Compostela only a few minutes late and we are soon on the way. The bus passes through the town of Vigo, which I temporarily considered a post Camino destination. I possibly should as it looked beautiful from the bus. A bit like San Francisco with rolling hills, a bridge and lots of green on the other side. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I was only able to shoot two crappy photos from the bus, but I include them anyway. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgrcqlQM5frb50k_mOCvPN1_d090JQQAQaSFgH6Y6GtNt27w21yrNxEdPdyOMHSSwEljKqY3Ueb3tQKZ6OVCUywYEmPPKzOpzsanoDXoVjumQxS15-QkFklUnuxDwSG0v40LnxoHYDCY6/s640/blogger-image--203557703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgrcqlQM5frb50k_mOCvPN1_d090JQQAQaSFgH6Y6GtNt27w21yrNxEdPdyOMHSSwEljKqY3Ueb3tQKZ6OVCUywYEmPPKzOpzsanoDXoVjumQxS15-QkFklUnuxDwSG0v40LnxoHYDCY6/s640/blogger-image--203557703.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUepUJzaQaHSt_y4tZhxknh3Hzen-NVN18XTTamLl9jvqenMH6y8rvq_7-qd3A2Tyq9_b-JdjWDt9P2eeImf5954psg8bKEEV3RjX_2QIJlzZ6uL8Ch-MjtCQSzIlMCBNZycXNlbLqkCQ/s640/blogger-image--1444241421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUepUJzaQaHSt_y4tZhxknh3Hzen-NVN18XTTamLl9jvqenMH6y8rvq_7-qd3A2Tyq9_b-JdjWDt9P2eeImf5954psg8bKEEV3RjX_2QIJlzZ6uL8Ch-MjtCQSzIlMCBNZycXNlbLqkCQ/s640/blogger-image--1444241421.jpg"></a></div>Fast forward and I arrived in Porto. There was a half hour walk from the bus station to my 2 star hotel Seculo. Which was in a residential neighborhood. </div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNK96UiXhUkcSr2Vth0y4gAdLBHjN3UpFTbxFi8-NEIyB6TIrJFE4Y-CYgccdD3LFlsgzxLkrqs_qVyAsw6isTmNzt2H2vhA7BFKjKE9hu_hU8cEduzlzXzT6mdc9dSCUa6rYQDgcOamQ/s640/blogger-image--1449126544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNK96UiXhUkcSr2Vth0y4gAdLBHjN3UpFTbxFi8-NEIyB6TIrJFE4Y-CYgccdD3LFlsgzxLkrqs_qVyAsw6isTmNzt2H2vhA7BFKjKE9hu_hU8cEduzlzXzT6mdc9dSCUa6rYQDgcOamQ/s640/blogger-image--1449126544.jpg"></a></div>What a service. This food and drink offering is literally 3 doors up the road...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAsdzn6_JnXCi3AatslK3_sPsaobRF7Wg6f_jRQ-kbda5svlq2ITWUf85xRgYUxmrBrOoTllsRD_Ut-mkJaMXjG0Yu6U5SRp7d-sT1-RJYU2e8GpnAxTnMa5fDBCxZ_nGquTrcgJszIJmW/s640/blogger-image-1359639156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAsdzn6_JnXCi3AatslK3_sPsaobRF7Wg6f_jRQ-kbda5svlq2ITWUf85xRgYUxmrBrOoTllsRD_Ut-mkJaMXjG0Yu6U5SRp7d-sT1-RJYU2e8GpnAxTnMa5fDBCxZ_nGquTrcgJszIJmW/s640/blogger-image-1359639156.jpg"></a></div>...and the food is from no other than "Hot Bob". Who could resist that?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCAaBH3L3R1iFdzmuowWhtakbLDCAeM7LeAAI0QJn24vwmO94WuuaGwoIVquvu7JBbgeijUCUIcjwco4s7d1yjr630pBhgMLJySfH89wVJjtG5a661w-ck_5dR1Iwxz1xi-l2UErGn3-o/s640/blogger-image--1855167952.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCAaBH3L3R1iFdzmuowWhtakbLDCAeM7LeAAI0QJn24vwmO94WuuaGwoIVquvu7JBbgeijUCUIcjwco4s7d1yjr630pBhgMLJySfH89wVJjtG5a661w-ck_5dR1Iwxz1xi-l2UErGn3-o/s640/blogger-image--1855167952.jpg"></a></div>Ahh... Own room, double bed, plenty of space. Even a bath tub. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6KYkWAlHlG6tZY2Rzo__5vKIfAg0TTCeld2WHSFEZ9PFs_e5c6Ty_19T58NGUTzY4OhQxZNr4mYER3MfnYwuGN7VUCq9iYuxl88zlpvg8B4651uts-gqj-YcjyMhAUsHb6tRG248FJgt/s640/blogger-image-104345950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6KYkWAlHlG6tZY2Rzo__5vKIfAg0TTCeld2WHSFEZ9PFs_e5c6Ty_19T58NGUTzY4OhQxZNr4mYER3MfnYwuGN7VUCq9iYuxl88zlpvg8B4651uts-gqj-YcjyMhAUsHb6tRG248FJgt/s640/blogger-image-104345950.jpg"></a></div>The view down Rua da Santa Catarina from my window. If you just follow the street you end up on a pedestrian mall and close to the river as we will see later. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61Gnl5t_zPGB1DL95K2H0UgHsJfBmF52MS8maNfyRynOaCZTM4nPeVcUk8sfe_OcY3Q-3xMgDbvnxYyqa5FLXoOPQTggh2xYAPj-VLWknD41rgP9qOKu1fN-JgP2to3CseMSACcHZFkZw/s640/blogger-image-1324463677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61Gnl5t_zPGB1DL95K2H0UgHsJfBmF52MS8maNfyRynOaCZTM4nPeVcUk8sfe_OcY3Q-3xMgDbvnxYyqa5FLXoOPQTggh2xYAPj-VLWknD41rgP9qOKu1fN-JgP2to3CseMSACcHZFkZw/s640/blogger-image-1324463677.jpg"></a></div>Directly opposite my window, it looks like this. The old building behind there is called Capela de Fradelos according to my map. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ts2ThZCEDgrPL2kESUepu3RSX_HrhONuz_64CTX_c31dLsw8LNmy8SXRU4BrbPy0LuqAnV-NaYjFsxB5hSu_h1J9gFTiMZhyphenhyphen0u6NBp3YXXC7kkxqUJn9hf_Y9tFvNjBVFvVZefSGwiXY/s640/blogger-image--806643963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ts2ThZCEDgrPL2kESUepu3RSX_HrhONuz_64CTX_c31dLsw8LNmy8SXRU4BrbPy0LuqAnV-NaYjFsxB5hSu_h1J9gFTiMZhyphenhyphen0u6NBp3YXXC7kkxqUJn9hf_Y9tFvNjBVFvVZefSGwiXY/s640/blogger-image--806643963.jpg"></a></div><div>After settling in, having a shower, washing some clothes in the basin, I was out searching for a meal. While the Portuguese clock said post 4.30pm, my body clock said post 6.30pm and since I had no lunch, I was hungry now. </div><div><br></div>I found that Porto looks a bit like Macao. Which is easily explained by that I have been to Macao twice but I have never been to Portugal before. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq_IHxKglZAwfxJfTbr0ldpvKNce7TZewBuSkp0lSTk-guQxttrn7hlVso7dFVc3WthMWey60RTlLhNZkvAbKe0hr3xM5HvKT5v_fNRcpGYGsSuI8FEWHjtFgQX8rSJ9sb4TeIQCeF8a5/s640/blogger-image-1791414044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq_IHxKglZAwfxJfTbr0ldpvKNce7TZewBuSkp0lSTk-guQxttrn7hlVso7dFVc3WthMWey60RTlLhNZkvAbKe0hr3xM5HvKT5v_fNRcpGYGsSuI8FEWHjtFgQX8rSJ9sb4TeIQCeF8a5/s640/blogger-image-1791414044.jpg"></a></div>Yes, this could have been Macao. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzfKwnvhj9OsQdxuCbEx6fEMgSa995IUv6e8a5Xb-7otFO6KPNdX57Dg7-Ju2DTY_KtlhxFZXVw6MpHHCbL8s7Sey4PaNv7O4CiJQxFH3DpBMGFPg0D0w47ycalpC9BYErcxySNR_rt_n/s640/blogger-image-464524665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrzfKwnvhj9OsQdxuCbEx6fEMgSa995IUv6e8a5Xb-7otFO6KPNdX57Dg7-Ju2DTY_KtlhxFZXVw6MpHHCbL8s7Sey4PaNv7O4CiJQxFH3DpBMGFPg0D0w47ycalpC9BYErcxySNR_rt_n/s640/blogger-image-464524665.jpg"></a></div>Suddenly, this menu caught my eye. 7€ for a whole "trout grilled in live(?) coal". How can I go pass a place like that?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdEa1ir0oO79vuq2lmgNLqOTKUpHhUpEj_S-fHue8z7CUmbUq40gkN9uDSDRFXQUHxjs53BiFqS6ac9lUy5-vSneAf4jbFspUkCvZLGyHicZfPg926JR0XBClaXN-JPiozTbB_sI2DE-T/s640/blogger-image-1976241783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdEa1ir0oO79vuq2lmgNLqOTKUpHhUpEj_S-fHue8z7CUmbUq40gkN9uDSDRFXQUHxjs53BiFqS6ac9lUy5-vSneAf4jbFspUkCvZLGyHicZfPg926JR0XBClaXN-JPiozTbB_sI2DE-T/s640/blogger-image-1976241783.jpg"></a></div>Not a well crowded place but it had some other advantage...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsC-HqUQa-CMb_6sSGu439uHTZyhIPeosLojMVdaKn5TSFlUtzD2Bh20DvJNOAQYOJJrbdRVNHMTHTMPcHaSWWydm97g22gRKbUZFeSNPO3xm4FE1fG5Jd5EpUAkfSsAZ_qoUwrK0Ihs_/s640/blogger-image-162430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsC-HqUQa-CMb_6sSGu439uHTZyhIPeosLojMVdaKn5TSFlUtzD2Bh20DvJNOAQYOJJrbdRVNHMTHTMPcHaSWWydm97g22gRKbUZFeSNPO3xm4FE1fG5Jd5EpUAkfSsAZ_qoUwrK0Ihs_/s640/blogger-image-162430.jpg"></a></div>... a TV where live football was on. Benfica vs Porto. Just started and Porto was 1 up. </div><div><br></div><div>I ordered "vino de Porto" which of course in Port wine. Strong and sweet. Not my preferred choice of dinner drink but when in Rome...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iS2iIELu32Fm2aLjjjLrgDrUpA9iqqC8UgGWB3lekfhYnkVsVCGse-GbQPDOD0UP3Qz4HLupVXYhs-HMlLgicDdEN8lwRptGdN2Z3P9ckpm9fNR0RMu-3DJjHgENwkFF-StwUyqVahCu/s640/blogger-image--305913994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iS2iIELu32Fm2aLjjjLrgDrUpA9iqqC8UgGWB3lekfhYnkVsVCGse-GbQPDOD0UP3Qz4HLupVXYhs-HMlLgicDdEN8lwRptGdN2Z3P9ckpm9fNR0RMu-3DJjHgENwkFF-StwUyqVahCu/s640/blogger-image--305913994.jpg"></a></div>The trout arrived and no chips. Normal potatoes. All good. I even ate the carrots as I was so deprived of vegetables. Plenty of olive oil and garlic too. Fantastic meal. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwl9voN4LQs-OUmlQWXLIU46xJDApqhCKwhaAhyxyyOfV8q8UDPMcoIE3ocKxXKJVBussnK39IxKCKvfAmGEjyWzpOceNE9m75Mda_Dl0QwDReWr-Gs2i0XX6UwL-cWNThdEB8KTyNPPK/s640/blogger-image-1669892919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwl9voN4LQs-OUmlQWXLIU46xJDApqhCKwhaAhyxyyOfV8q8UDPMcoIE3ocKxXKJVBussnK39IxKCKvfAmGEjyWzpOceNE9m75Mda_Dl0QwDReWr-Gs2i0XX6UwL-cWNThdEB8KTyNPPK/s640/blogger-image-1669892919.jpg"></a></div>I ate and watched the game for a good hour before leaving and... It was dark outside. At 6pm. </div><div><br></div><div>If you walk south down on Rua de Santa Catarina, you end up here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE-Nu9bbr3SdVpPk4NprkWEsST-IJxEXBioeJ20pTfPXwnyRWs_oUjuwMFsqDtJ70fZ6JDGsyCGDPk6B-QLxhTCU98LfITCpbP03JsXWkVXfXvAo64F09NLpab3GN0EXXVL0IxLVcFImrX/s640/blogger-image-1773360041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE-Nu9bbr3SdVpPk4NprkWEsST-IJxEXBioeJ20pTfPXwnyRWs_oUjuwMFsqDtJ70fZ6JDGsyCGDPk6B-QLxhTCU98LfITCpbP03JsXWkVXfXvAo64F09NLpab3GN0EXXVL0IxLVcFImrX/s640/blogger-image-1773360041.jpg"></a></div>According to a sign, this building is Capela das Almas de Santa Catarina. Beautiful tiles with blue and white patterns and images. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnjCqeSjevcGbWEyDgAwd6vNiy4nAn6j_stNOY_SJ2yEwJGPsa8q4CdLfAppHkr7qPjFCGLQWJakixmRmpgHlgLb5PhdFRIER5duXju3wSGk5gGIZbC6ZAbdQxb6xAkThyphenhyphenF55ReNzwOkg7/s640/blogger-image-1190725405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnjCqeSjevcGbWEyDgAwd6vNiy4nAn6j_stNOY_SJ2yEwJGPsa8q4CdLfAppHkr7qPjFCGLQWJakixmRmpgHlgLb5PhdFRIER5duXju3wSGk5gGIZbC6ZAbdQxb6xAkThyphenhyphenF55ReNzwOkg7/s640/blogger-image-1190725405.jpg"></a></div>Majestic Cafe is apparently a must go to destination for any visitor but not this Sunday evening as it was very closed. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEEvZQ9-Bw6RQkJAdaD08Eeq-QCV4PttPwmpw_a8aiH19Qzxeu1-xsDMr4tu7Tr0l5bsR8L0BKov3NZRny__-NcwhnWmarTP8kIkcraUVPnm6VcOWUtdngVG1y61Rrfd_OSgvpJsxA7r4/s640/blogger-image-714251417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEEvZQ9-Bw6RQkJAdaD08Eeq-QCV4PttPwmpw_a8aiH19Qzxeu1-xsDMr4tu7Tr0l5bsR8L0BKov3NZRny__-NcwhnWmarTP8kIkcraUVPnm6VcOWUtdngVG1y61Rrfd_OSgvpJsxA7r4/s640/blogger-image-714251417.jpg"></a></div>Further south is this church called Igreja de Sto Lidefonso. Also decorated with those beautiful blue and white tiles. And lit up. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8l_gTJomQIbd_WqF4CWOz2bHapjmRpkI6nU0tbJygGvsXz0JruCVHiu1P36egMxuKphFpP5e_vONWYUPadTAb5TOBiSTMwlZALZAm0EbwPxof8W9cEtZCZ3BmDg0chigYehvKU5LHlQhp/s640/blogger-image-918920209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8l_gTJomQIbd_WqF4CWOz2bHapjmRpkI6nU0tbJygGvsXz0JruCVHiu1P36egMxuKphFpP5e_vONWYUPadTAb5TOBiSTMwlZALZAm0EbwPxof8W9cEtZCZ3BmDg0chigYehvKU5LHlQhp/s640/blogger-image-918920209.jpg"></a></div>I've already seen this vendors in a few places, with their smelly and smoky cooking machines. I think they roast chestnuts but I'm not quite sure. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7adTppqFGvI9c8Z1kyu11YEI35Hjc1Xqa3IQSN2LGm-JCJNM70DadUGlPOIf-N1y10Jn4xYDMU5mnbJ3LAHdeE1nJSB7CKRaszUR6JbogP-z0SJ1YX1HkYr78GDCkvqZUXU1Or-aIbIQ/s640/blogger-image-129268762.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7adTppqFGvI9c8Z1kyu11YEI35Hjc1Xqa3IQSN2LGm-JCJNM70DadUGlPOIf-N1y10Jn4xYDMU5mnbJ3LAHdeE1nJSB7CKRaszUR6JbogP-z0SJ1YX1HkYr78GDCkvqZUXU1Or-aIbIQ/s640/blogger-image-129268762.jpg"></a></div>I wandered down to the main Porto river called Rio Douro and the bridge Ponte Luis I. No general traffic across it, only light rail and pedestrians. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil3l8Dmp-oAWfORpoCWbPscmsEgY3FW6XCHxXcl8TQ7kwjHPQ62fewkulzVPmKxZV_MQoBFEnT5sYLPqmM6F92JimKXh-atHS0vdQYBv7jRAIP-DnPVfzqP2aGr0p0l9MxknJqSXSb06Wk/s640/blogger-image-713923354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil3l8Dmp-oAWfORpoCWbPscmsEgY3FW6XCHxXcl8TQ7kwjHPQ62fewkulzVPmKxZV_MQoBFEnT5sYLPqmM6F92JimKXh-atHS0vdQYBv7jRAIP-DnPVfzqP2aGr0p0l9MxknJqSXSb06Wk/s640/blogger-image-713923354.jpg"></a></div></div><div>The bridge is way up, the fencing far too low for my liking with far too many opening where things can fall through. However, Ponte Luis I provided fantastic views. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7GMELfaShuorn-rPcTYcU0SoesyYW68mePH3-1FfpVVlgiYqeJf0gEjvvE6bbwhhctXQUWIoL94Mz3nPxECf2H5cTyu2yeCWKqTj0blcnjLlaNjJrFkM73lHOeiGTFrjmIxTHD_dazXn/s640/blogger-image-889504168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7GMELfaShuorn-rPcTYcU0SoesyYW68mePH3-1FfpVVlgiYqeJf0gEjvvE6bbwhhctXQUWIoL94Mz3nPxECf2H5cTyu2yeCWKqTj0blcnjLlaNjJrFkM73lHOeiGTFrjmIxTHD_dazXn/s640/blogger-image-889504168.jpg"></a></div>A selfie of me slightly suffering from vertigo. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifg07zK7y_Q5DrfbnunYbnNZTtAYft5yGvAEBy8xFyQIRAYrAer2uZyZjm0TMbQfPQTQsGWTXH2tcy3X7An5DCT8O5nHiFmZ3CzW5IaEKE4F4KvvZxsxVdkjuUW5ZekM1ZMcmgO7x8gRDw/s640/blogger-image-592195384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifg07zK7y_Q5DrfbnunYbnNZTtAYft5yGvAEBy8xFyQIRAYrAer2uZyZjm0TMbQfPQTQsGWTXH2tcy3X7An5DCT8O5nHiFmZ3CzW5IaEKE4F4KvvZxsxVdkjuUW5ZekM1ZMcmgO7x8gRDw/s640/blogger-image-592195384.jpg"></a></div>Looking west over Rio Duoro from Ponte Luis I. </div><div><br></div><div>Can I take this opportunity to say that Porto is seriously giving Paris a run for its money as the "City of Lights". So much is lit up here from what I've seen already. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFEviplXtYS32NMdfjVvk84fF8lbguyCqI6P9jW8e1bJmu2J_tY9I4VbDh0pFP63vCb3sHgta_yI0NlMCVpbgxDvRnz9XPsmv3Hp0cWs742MYsvFPAnBcUNfp7kpw5O-10U3degSY-3VK2/s640/blogger-image--1615251751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFEviplXtYS32NMdfjVvk84fF8lbguyCqI6P9jW8e1bJmu2J_tY9I4VbDh0pFP63vCb3sHgta_yI0NlMCVpbgxDvRnz9XPsmv3Hp0cWs742MYsvFPAnBcUNfp7kpw5O-10U3degSY-3VK2/s640/blogger-image--1615251751.jpg"></a></div>Ponte Luis I from the southern side of th in river...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv34vFhxdg_NSG5M5Q5CY24y2_YGds586gPQAilj7KrArwsFyk_7qnAXy2pizJdvfSnwiyc-CkwrhCNu7hdMGF2OE7oNptRiQl54iNMr6kkE76nCQscjFWRmy0p5fM6Yr48E3Z_nOdG1AZ/s640/blogger-image-1351791246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv34vFhxdg_NSG5M5Q5CY24y2_YGds586gPQAilj7KrArwsFyk_7qnAXy2pizJdvfSnwiyc-CkwrhCNu7hdMGF2OE7oNptRiQl54iNMr6kkE76nCQscjFWRmy0p5fM6Yr48E3Z_nOdG1AZ/s640/blogger-image-1351791246.jpg"></a></div>...and across to town. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip0Dggk04cUowehwmtHkeskCpSFqYOvHOzRMRrIqc6e8gQQvq0hGkCq_EkvOIyXpiPNeEoijDZGjFIGC7sRhnn83ifiC0fvcVoqDNXO-2JbBv7B-preBEoWalb7PJqFa4n-h1ocWZHYGst/s640/blogger-image--1335388674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip0Dggk04cUowehwmtHkeskCpSFqYOvHOzRMRrIqc6e8gQQvq0hGkCq_EkvOIyXpiPNeEoijDZGjFIGC7sRhnn83ifiC0fvcVoqDNXO-2JbBv7B-preBEoWalb7PJqFa4n-h1ocWZHYGst/s640/blogger-image--1335388674.jpg"></a></div>The building below is an old monastery called Mosteiro da Serro da Pilar. Also remarkably well lit up. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb19O6LpUySgQ-QCGLRCot7NenufbkT6tUu601w80e8jK06pp5SDQOS810l1m4Mo-pGuicmrXO9npGUv-c2u6kAYgZYTey134ZTEMOl8Pw9tyOFk6xvxzzlWwhvejQRIl1HbmuEKvXZJn/s640/blogger-image-1248722303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIb19O6LpUySgQ-QCGLRCot7NenufbkT6tUu601w80e8jK06pp5SDQOS810l1m4Mo-pGuicmrXO9npGUv-c2u6kAYgZYTey134ZTEMOl8Pw9tyOFk6xvxzzlWwhvejQRIl1HbmuEKvXZJn/s640/blogger-image-1248722303.jpg"></a></div>The buildings below the old monastery looked like a set of dominos. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH1G7LYeTvEZ7dIDd8YpNf_Ee-JN6im_5miaDxDNw9nnryNk7fjLdfBRWfuY98gIZZT6n3pbbC1ouyiAW828KYFKu0YA91tBdKRG4qJt0PXIrtJ-VGd_NG1a_RV5awlt5ElbqO_9ytpTxq/s640/blogger-image--187905035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH1G7LYeTvEZ7dIDd8YpNf_Ee-JN6im_5miaDxDNw9nnryNk7fjLdfBRWfuY98gIZZT6n3pbbC1ouyiAW828KYFKu0YA91tBdKRG4qJt0PXIrtJ-VGd_NG1a_RV5awlt5ElbqO_9ytpTxq/s640/blogger-image--187905035.jpg"></a></div>A cable car referred to as Muralha Fernandina was also visible on the town side. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgjwN9-4loP13Xs2dgnz_27c3yOhusTnvKTn_5SImPvKFaYOk4VAirC0Jkr6gADD9zC7A6fuZIYM94ini-rSxLMwhF_wTkZuqcw9r9galJbiWAdvCSvz_lkMUwsyKUSpblqZ4kQ_WmsR4/s640/blogger-image-774610081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgjwN9-4loP13Xs2dgnz_27c3yOhusTnvKTn_5SImPvKFaYOk4VAirC0Jkr6gADD9zC7A6fuZIYM94ini-rSxLMwhF_wTkZuqcw9r9galJbiWAdvCSvz_lkMUwsyKUSpblqZ4kQ_WmsR4/s640/blogger-image-774610081.jpg"></a></div>And if not don't want to pay your dues, you can always take the stairs. There are a few of them. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA78ks6C0aqpKunfYoNHzEkddvP1J_4dXbriEA_u-laCgA6FprhADjapJ_l2AZm2P2DWuPNQ0mCyGtCLnTcdrsrGp2dNu6mOT5q3OqVt1QuIpQZeo7KAYcLeKHtnFVHhKrUMNK1RETOCLn/s640/blogger-image--1553100889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA78ks6C0aqpKunfYoNHzEkddvP1J_4dXbriEA_u-laCgA6FprhADjapJ_l2AZm2P2DWuPNQ0mCyGtCLnTcdrsrGp2dNu6mOT5q3OqVt1QuIpQZeo7KAYcLeKHtnFVHhKrUMNK1RETOCLn/s640/blogger-image--1553100889.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Normally, train station providing services to the suburbs are pretty drab places. Not in Porto. Estacio de S Bento is a beautiful building from the outside...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjcubVQjGjp_I6F6kCOX3m0vzG4IsCVJq3yYKgVxtpQ-GW9_Vkd9s8BfLzaQUoxXC30NPcdmAUOf3wd06iJcq_vTPhZGardZe_SMO9vP-FOeU8S0E0xP6AogZQvJ-dxrWIE4sPdtoUdLv/s640/blogger-image--545582387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjcubVQjGjp_I6F6kCOX3m0vzG4IsCVJq3yYKgVxtpQ-GW9_Vkd9s8BfLzaQUoxXC30NPcdmAUOf3wd06iJcq_vTPhZGardZe_SMO9vP-FOeU8S0E0xP6AogZQvJ-dxrWIE4sPdtoUdLv/s640/blogger-image--545582387.jpg"></a></div>...and inside. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3c9iocx8fjMZ-cMZt-3xsB4yb2tmo3TDOTL1eJH_V0vaFJje-7kmHxAstMrj6O_7ALQeAACwazJbNZiUkdgjVJlXa2akURmeBp4QzPDAC6ko1ypx7teq6nk55dUAlYlZelqz4mK_0kQvY/s640/blogger-image-1328053720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3c9iocx8fjMZ-cMZt-3xsB4yb2tmo3TDOTL1eJH_V0vaFJje-7kmHxAstMrj6O_7ALQeAACwazJbNZiUkdgjVJlXa2akURmeBp4QzPDAC6ko1ypx7teq6nk55dUAlYlZelqz4mK_0kQvY/s640/blogger-image-1328053720.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKb8dINKzDo2YyxxqG_mblJoqATUez58y85dwJ4MJlVFpDJgrX3e3upvDtTMp2ZuBCeLQ1woZ_7KGNp8bNe10W4w5fpBqkstYCEK057xPf7vIG3AnZFn_NzhUu7L64DzUmxkPzV9fD35un/s640/blogger-image--510711688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKb8dINKzDo2YyxxqG_mblJoqATUez58y85dwJ4MJlVFpDJgrX3e3upvDtTMp2ZuBCeLQ1woZ_7KGNp8bNe10W4w5fpBqkstYCEK057xPf7vIG3AnZFn_NzhUu7L64DzUmxkPzV9fD35un/s640/blogger-image--510711688.jpg"></a></div>And there they are. The trains to the burbs. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdefCJE2okHeomaXei336rwNoWiwlktUi8Xvd_8bKIuY5gVYGiNL5Ehx3W8cNun1rO0Ya-nCuBJKK5bZWShbzH_OCbgduY8BvJTfO-iOh01D3GI56jU41cu_fGpzkPrKpjeZ_goHL1Qiet/s640/blogger-image-1278689474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdefCJE2okHeomaXei336rwNoWiwlktUi8Xvd_8bKIuY5gVYGiNL5Ehx3W8cNun1rO0Ya-nCuBJKK5bZWShbzH_OCbgduY8BvJTfO-iOh01D3GI56jU41cu_fGpzkPrKpjeZ_goHL1Qiet/s640/blogger-image-1278689474.jpg"></a></div>After my little night time familiarization of the immediate area, I then wandered back to my hotel Secula and after blogging this, it was time for bed. Remember the 2 hour difference from last night..</div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-6132887742720270332015-10-23T23:51:00.001-07:002015-10-24T22:31:37.854-07:00Sat 24 Oct - Santiago de CompostelaRain had fallen overnight in Santiago de Compostela. Despite Weather Channel's assurances last night of cloudy weather only. It didn't matter. <div><br></div><div>I had no particulars a plans for today anyway other than more strolling and some shopping. And goodbyes. To whoever was still in Santiago.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzM0Zeb8axAW3NEU7vZc-RVOO1Hthal-5UOzsCo45OWQJV3FiJDF6Pu9R7jjKIFMbeA2ibXTJdtptaKcM6_KRapWg_IOqsj5LwP1J7RAQpGCnzuKpt_cEkop9PIn3wrsxFBitVStfe2Ah-/s640/blogger-image-1564810951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzM0Zeb8axAW3NEU7vZc-RVOO1Hthal-5UOzsCo45OWQJV3FiJDF6Pu9R7jjKIFMbeA2ibXTJdtptaKcM6_KRapWg_IOqsj5LwP1J7RAQpGCnzuKpt_cEkop9PIn3wrsxFBitVStfe2Ah-/s640/blogger-image-1564810951.jpg"></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">First some grooming. I was having a haircut but unfortunately they didn't provide shaving services. I had to do the shaving the old fashion way later. </span></div><div><br></div><div>This was my chosen peluquería in Santiago de Compostela for no other reason than that I walked past it. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uTNZ9D04KzxFLs8BPd39WVF-cnnQ4be1ieTPtDceseS8_PgSwic7DBxHaDQKd_3TbDrQEbYhf-XTGUqPMFPlINSg0qlj_KeELSN9dHqgTh42TDAgxqxnkQGbBH6GjIKfAuDIpPXtnWJt/s640/blogger-image--809599356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uTNZ9D04KzxFLs8BPd39WVF-cnnQ4be1ieTPtDceseS8_PgSwic7DBxHaDQKd_3TbDrQEbYhf-XTGUqPMFPlINSg0qlj_KeELSN9dHqgTh42TDAgxqxnkQGbBH6GjIKfAuDIpPXtnWJt/s640/blogger-image--809599356.jpg"></a></div>Before:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_qjs8QOC18IlZ_GF4DUyrG0paPxsWTIkYsRN14racjYo2U72oL4lVS6-4Y36kIhyphenhyphenQMkqYHqfj8lceRpQxS1jWByM2M67IbeGkQNHK6lx-gdBa_r8gbGeDph5keYlninoZOH9az6GHBZO2/s640/blogger-image-948951075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_qjs8QOC18IlZ_GF4DUyrG0paPxsWTIkYsRN14racjYo2U72oL4lVS6-4Y36kIhyphenhyphenQMkqYHqfj8lceRpQxS1jWByM2M67IbeGkQNHK6lx-gdBa_r8gbGeDph5keYlninoZOH9az6GHBZO2/s640/blogger-image-948951075.jpg"></a></div>After haircut:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysz3NhypVs90-Q59Ao9PXGJBCdgRcko9OjOMrvnHmzBhWLQaax2cIirQzCpLx40_HwtwFUOVQ6IRV9yOd_wiYyeLFO-NeWxLlmYiJyu19syaiIexKhQSpqsuG7iu67U_2OGK5i8z8-JUA/s640/blogger-image--813309802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysz3NhypVs90-Q59Ao9PXGJBCdgRcko9OjOMrvnHmzBhWLQaax2cIirQzCpLx40_HwtwFUOVQ6IRV9yOd_wiYyeLFO-NeWxLlmYiJyu19syaiIexKhQSpqsuG7iu67U_2OGK5i8z8-JUA/s640/blogger-image--813309802.jpg"></a></div>Would a pair of black sunglasses and a hat make me look like a certain Heisenberg? With apologies to the TV series "Breaking Bad".</div><div><br></div><div>The "new" me follows, co<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">mplete with crappy haircut and crappy shave using cheap shaver from supermercado and soap. </span></div><div><br></div><div>After haircut and shave:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-eLCQQ-Gevnnj3qEa4tV0LA0nPBnm60fEF8jTsPXuaDOxRZHJqI4k7Ecb4eXk0PdTVq6YrIrHcjUmnD0ZdLDVMEtlaYcdwcz2gb3cBHhohNvtwgZsxh2UdI2iR7ZF3ls_Mn7EDYUsP6J/s640/blogger-image-1087848604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-eLCQQ-Gevnnj3qEa4tV0LA0nPBnm60fEF8jTsPXuaDOxRZHJqI4k7Ecb4eXk0PdTVq6YrIrHcjUmnD0ZdLDVMEtlaYcdwcz2gb3cBHhohNvtwgZsxh2UdI2iR7ZF3ls_Mn7EDYUsP6J/s640/blogger-image-1087848604.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That tarting up will have to do until I get home. I have a couple of cheap shavers left so I will have another shave before flying back. </div><br></div><div>I was catching up with 3 pilgrim ladies for a final lunch before we all scattered to various places. Win, Deb, Jane and me. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Qiv0QPjBzYevtNrg6Tew_nkd2DAVyvjljMep1MLbizD5DhsBJ2yralMVYSMbq4NoO5tEKIvorv-e4HGVZu14iMWCVc1Ge3DSQVwBidAk9ljnM2eXW_nIQRQHvir9kvBibS__bclJD8oG/s640/blogger-image--1101310519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Qiv0QPjBzYevtNrg6Tew_nkd2DAVyvjljMep1MLbizD5DhsBJ2yralMVYSMbq4NoO5tEKIvorv-e4HGVZu14iMWCVc1Ge3DSQVwBidAk9ljnM2eXW_nIQRQHvir9kvBibS__bclJD8oG/s640/blogger-image--1101310519.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">If my calculations are right, by tomorrow the four of us will be in 4 different countries. Me in Portugal, Jane in UK, Deb in Spain and Win in Ireland. </span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Lovely tapas bar that Deb, who has been to Santiago before, chose for us. Clearly a place where locals go. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBC451v3-moGpbKM1uoVafXFK54gukb0x-Xdy0IOu_SvO79ehw7z4UrRy9sixAaHSdsgUW04OvgZadrwXHPwOskkYUxq_UGK7rmhuDU3FpoHCaLcHHr826G1j0ymb6kbxHFc8MZC8TajLO/s640/blogger-image-428250816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBC451v3-moGpbKM1uoVafXFK54gukb0x-Xdy0IOu_SvO79ehw7z4UrRy9sixAaHSdsgUW04OvgZadrwXHPwOskkYUxq_UGK7rmhuDU3FpoHCaLcHHr826G1j0ymb6kbxHFc8MZC8TajLO/s640/blogger-image-428250816.jpg"></a></div><div>I had a prawns and octopus tapas, same style of octupus as 2 nights ago. And this time I took a photo of it. Very yummy. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi443U5uxLtZdjq1JsOQcWHoOrnhTzuiLlOl9-IBiYprvxp25XGBYTaXoNlITNb1tOWRz0eO4_-wQrZlakrMQ3_A0DoqbRspLKrNubYadYyjouMG79lMl7xwh6NR64_b77vv4DJSabV-pU8/s640/blogger-image--1708879165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi443U5uxLtZdjq1JsOQcWHoOrnhTzuiLlOl9-IBiYprvxp25XGBYTaXoNlITNb1tOWRz0eO4_-wQrZlakrMQ3_A0DoqbRspLKrNubYadYyjouMG79lMl7xwh6NR64_b77vv4DJSabV-pU8/s640/blogger-image--1708879165.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">We shared a bottle of Ramon Bilbao vino Tinto, which I have had before and is an excellent drop. </span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5T0jE3mXvz_1gEs72PMxjZX0bOzM0MpVDeUnKWg2iw10iHuE_cpH1rC2gd2G3L1Nz1uyrGC4HwHguiWJzg8855cSItWJxd9gOOs1ZV1XK6Ml2Y-3FFhyphenhyphenqD3kOmyWrx0GQ6Slr-5qnZg7h/s640/blogger-image--1609682599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5T0jE3mXvz_1gEs72PMxjZX0bOzM0MpVDeUnKWg2iw10iHuE_cpH1rC2gd2G3L1Nz1uyrGC4HwHguiWJzg8855cSItWJxd9gOOs1ZV1XK6Ml2Y-3FFhyphenhyphenqD3kOmyWrx0GQ6Slr-5qnZg7h/s640/blogger-image--1609682599.jpg"></a></div></div><div>This tapas bar is treating its wine seriously. Which didn't prevent them from displaying 5 liter bottles as well. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrtpn2dWUB_m8HIAJmMUzBuQYbQhS6s1hawRMwsNOmnf2VY5mcpm1EzbgaVHkHg6MonuLs1jlD_QqkvrrcdwCh9o7K-fGq3KHto-lXIkPWhRJpsJQGGHTQGTjn0gAiO7t0XgTYnqz-k7S8/s640/blogger-image-1898090215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrtpn2dWUB_m8HIAJmMUzBuQYbQhS6s1hawRMwsNOmnf2VY5mcpm1EzbgaVHkHg6MonuLs1jlD_QqkvrrcdwCh9o7K-fGq3KHto-lXIkPWhRJpsJQGGHTQGTjn0gAiO7t0XgTYnqz-k7S8/s640/blogger-image-1898090215.jpg"></a></div>After lunch it was bye bye kiss kiss and we then all went our separate ways. </div><div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I went tourist shopping and picked up 2 t-shirts and 1 fridge magnet and then walked back to the hostel with my goods for some downtime. Aka siesta. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Post siesta, I put my earbuds in and went for a walk with the intention to see parts of Santiago de Compostela I haven't seen and to take some photos of interesting things. It feels a bit like a movie where your eyes are the camera lense. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The markets post market hours were empty and awaiting clean up. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLj77l8ha2RU4Lvr6G15hpz4iucBRlM0QmceD_ViM-aQUrP6XSv1tauTZdTDiEsb6p9Cvr3sniqnFKb9U-xjH9D1nKZff_08nYd4ccxPqhrzh0mHdE2_k4oDWOe6FLnj5qTli5m1mdFfFn/s640/blogger-image-1295462444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLj77l8ha2RU4Lvr6G15hpz4iucBRlM0QmceD_ViM-aQUrP6XSv1tauTZdTDiEsb6p9Cvr3sniqnFKb9U-xjH9D1nKZff_08nYd4ccxPqhrzh0mHdE2_k4oDWOe6FLnj5qTli5m1mdFfFn/s640/blogger-image-1295462444.jpg"></a></div>Interesting set of doors. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixIqluiGA9DqqDfKfxVPLRnuFDVj6V4AZOqpHYjNvMsI8-UGK8NJoXpFrg1QFhjXcmy-mxV86TG0qpmCTAvAGSji8ftphj7VlOlO6M-uUfEJyCtFJzp8orYw28lNPfe6ga9eAI1KNQRAH/s640/blogger-image--650414945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixIqluiGA9DqqDfKfxVPLRnuFDVj6V4AZOqpHYjNvMsI8-UGK8NJoXpFrg1QFhjXcmy-mxV86TG0qpmCTAvAGSji8ftphj7VlOlO6M-uUfEJyCtFJzp8orYw28lNPfe6ga9eAI1KNQRAH/s640/blogger-image--650414945.jpg"></a></div>Street corner. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO3NsweujxUDHdAVpMSGn5mKQBViCpcNzlCe1r0tNTVYQ3ndbYKhzdVGrufO4QwQDRcstnyS1uunqPMKxh9GqJMg-3zmA1qr6Kp8hEu9Ke5uaKrBNyaysndZofhMbf6tw6eLAZ5h8tr2AS/s640/blogger-image--1535767216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO3NsweujxUDHdAVpMSGn5mKQBViCpcNzlCe1r0tNTVYQ3ndbYKhzdVGrufO4QwQDRcstnyS1uunqPMKxh9GqJMg-3zmA1qr6Kp8hEu9Ke5uaKrBNyaysndZofhMbf6tw6eLAZ5h8tr2AS/s640/blogger-image--1535767216.jpg"></a></div>On the other eastern side of Santiago, the way we walked into town. Cathedral in the distance. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1-seuCPTaCL-h3mJi1f33zV2e-1jY9zS5PhotRIbNOvtf8QWvczdyv9UXOVFfUH2i0Pz32iD-y6CXyuaNu6H4TQZH3ixxLLSczooo4kySM7gUoy_OoKa5QGdjBdPPGlOc2pxmlg0uDw_/s640/blogger-image--1189090955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI1-seuCPTaCL-h3mJi1f33zV2e-1jY9zS5PhotRIbNOvtf8QWvczdyv9UXOVFfUH2i0Pz32iD-y6CXyuaNu6H4TQZH3ixxLLSczooo4kySM7gUoy_OoKa5QGdjBdPPGlOc2pxmlg0uDw_/s640/blogger-image--1189090955.jpg"></a></div>This is taking security to a new level. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwLvvFWB7MM3RRVcolTHXera5tmh-3e8nsGUD4CSolUZ5E7mcEZilU_1ShFunA2aW8-vwyJYcPaBxsmS6AbYqqJoQ1N23mzqynbWw4V7_td5rwxvNnlqN-LwkpLG5B7LibVymBge7wEQn/s640/blogger-image--1431629251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwLvvFWB7MM3RRVcolTHXera5tmh-3e8nsGUD4CSolUZ5E7mcEZilU_1ShFunA2aW8-vwyJYcPaBxsmS6AbYqqJoQ1N23mzqynbWw4V7_td5rwxvNnlqN-LwkpLG5B7LibVymBge7wEQn/s640/blogger-image--1431629251.jpg"></a></div>The street where the new Pigrim office will be...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNi2W23gCIyA-b_qAqTr4WRoueThBzrm_3GjXPiU3xCm14JI-mx-rP8S-A531MH5f7pwIl70qei3ZVlsx2BSeGRM3GDva5JLNJbYmG_WAgRudkFW8aYADAClkK1GrJmfLUmqLnGFtOTOa/s640/blogger-image--237896527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNi2W23gCIyA-b_qAqTr4WRoueThBzrm_3GjXPiU3xCm14JI-mx-rP8S-A531MH5f7pwIl70qei3ZVlsx2BSeGRM3GDva5JLNJbYmG_WAgRudkFW8aYADAClkK1GrJmfLUmqLnGFtOTOa/s640/blogger-image--237896527.jpg"></a></div>...which is here. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJpyMmz0CVf2kyRPi0EPndIJeURowl8JBcx7CnoXO9nE7lFhHJDSgGpkXU-ZHNbUMu2kaIhgqGEd5KYVXIQYVE-gSZpqm9397649X_NdKN-rk_cP8gJqavIwNSoYJiX9RpQtvUUMAyDbR/s640/blogger-image-1132301927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJpyMmz0CVf2kyRPi0EPndIJeURowl8JBcx7CnoXO9nE7lFhHJDSgGpkXU-ZHNbUMu2kaIhgqGEd5KYVXIQYVE-gSZpqm9397649X_NdKN-rk_cP8gJqavIwNSoYJiX9RpQtvUUMAyDbR/s640/blogger-image-1132301927.jpg"></a></div>Partially restored statue. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVDj9c9cF7y_ng3giqcctbP65IxFO3-fAsqQ7WR0Ms0qhpSUhcWdBpzOOXbrhLXhBaSBHTpFIbe7v8wVLsXqJo37u6PMHvGFYtn7-AMaw67GMG4xOoHX_g_EeDcl_sOPJBzT78C58b23W/s640/blogger-image--1452650156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVDj9c9cF7y_ng3giqcctbP65IxFO3-fAsqQ7WR0Ms0qhpSUhcWdBpzOOXbrhLXhBaSBHTpFIbe7v8wVLsXqJo37u6PMHvGFYtn7-AMaw67GMG4xOoHX_g_EeDcl_sOPJBzT78C58b23W/s640/blogger-image--1452650156.jpg"></a></div>I just had to take a pic of the tourist train littering the streets of Santiago...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi792i04URJHXhbhue1FNEM4j4Ze37WdnreVcq2JsDpsnw17rxVpCJm0MGuCl8EAD7WlTpotx8In54vd00UhM7zwnq9n0x2ofCgCWLY3MKqKncG0gj_Ux3rIhSYkHQPpyfUKnSQ3sBiKpHX/s640/blogger-image--303909766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi792i04URJHXhbhue1FNEM4j4Ze37WdnreVcq2JsDpsnw17rxVpCJm0MGuCl8EAD7WlTpotx8In54vd00UhM7zwnq9n0x2ofCgCWLY3MKqKncG0gj_Ux3rIhSYkHQPpyfUKnSQ3sBiKpHX/s640/blogger-image--303909766.jpg"></a></div></div><div>After an afternoon gelato and popping into a pub to check out the Vigo vs Real Madrid football game, I wandered back to the hostel. </div><div><br></div><div>Lazy evening snacking and drinking a few beers in the hostel kitchen downstairs, doing some planning for Porto trip tomorrow and for beyond. </div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-50128380683122105012015-10-22T22:08:00.001-07:002015-10-25T01:25:45.282-07:00Fri 23 Oct - Santiago de CompostelaMy first post Camino rest was a very interruptive night at the hostel The Last Stamp in old town Santiago de Compostela. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The Last Stamp faces a narrow lane just a few blocks from the cathedral and my bed is close to the window, albeit on 3rd floor</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">. There were people coming and going and singing and yelling and shouting in that narrow lane way all night. </span></div><div><br></div><div>In addition, the room I was in was very hot and I was tempted to open a window several times during the night. Too cramped with closed doors. </div><div><br></div><div>One way towards the window. My bed is bottom left. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblbpXexoXbAhctBh1se5mIpkcQZfU4ca8mtA9tC6toH3bPsfXzRBb7cUMusUndLrcewPOXn2EX77aRfsesHO9aDhYrDqkBUkIuj_ombODevtHfvpQ0rs20M_wpt2hwovvBUH02u1hwg5U/s640/blogger-image-1401603060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblbpXexoXbAhctBh1se5mIpkcQZfU4ca8mtA9tC6toH3bPsfXzRBb7cUMusUndLrcewPOXn2EX77aRfsesHO9aDhYrDqkBUkIuj_ombODevtHfvpQ0rs20M_wpt2hwovvBUH02u1hwg5U/s640/blogger-image-1401603060.jpg"></a></div>My walking boots are out there on the balcony. </div><div><br></div><div>Back the other way. My bed is now the bottom right bed. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTOy_KwVCQVkCIsh60A9bbZ_elBWrhiUYyF-Mv1Or-SEdQ8didy5MEjxctH5LSwmsFvM7nYlQujYo5NddbR2LlF5m5G1zsWFfhIhR-5x6Y6NsSI0dip2N-DsKsVG1BeLk670M5uEtIsbJ/s640/blogger-image-62686013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTOy_KwVCQVkCIsh60A9bbZ_elBWrhiUYyF-Mv1Or-SEdQ8didy5MEjxctH5LSwmsFvM7nYlQujYo5NddbR2LlF5m5G1zsWFfhIhR-5x6Y6NsSI0dip2N-DsKsVG1BeLk670M5uEtIsbJ/s640/blogger-image-62686013.jpg"></a></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A few pics from our through those balcony windows. One way...</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDd0Y28secZB6rjguAiKQyk47WhjnPLZMR4gKtHKX0ritGd9yHCiKSUtYMuDSUzZhgu1Ax73xoKVOSGbjjypWU0tDe5md5zC3NSjauXAo7E3i6hdhpJ_oMo1KVayztsklhpUPhRIumttMH/s640/blogger-image--1346045409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDd0Y28secZB6rjguAiKQyk47WhjnPLZMR4gKtHKX0ritGd9yHCiKSUtYMuDSUzZhgu1Ax73xoKVOSGbjjypWU0tDe5md5zC3NSjauXAo7E3i6hdhpJ_oMo1KVayztsklhpUPhRIumttMH/s640/blogger-image--1346045409.jpg"></a></div>...and the other. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd7jEHah5gXTK2F4_2GZeRARVBHJa0kbZnbWwjPHdx05YZMyZFEfw2U4_pVhffCPKpdE4GIFvTfugQOeWpa6LfYsnZnokY0qxHuXNEa-BXBfzD4sYhjOuVFNlyBSXHpdPVBZQ0isq07El/s640/blogger-image--1394672831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd7jEHah5gXTK2F4_2GZeRARVBHJa0kbZnbWwjPHdx05YZMyZFEfw2U4_pVhffCPKpdE4GIFvTfugQOeWpa6LfYsnZnokY0qxHuXNEa-BXBfzD4sYhjOuVFNlyBSXHpdPVBZQ0isq07El/s640/blogger-image--1394672831.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Internet within the hostel was hap hazard with the best reception in the lobby. As I sat there around 6am, minding my own Internet business, a very drunk and obnoxious Dane arrived home. He had clearly been drinking all night and far more than he should. The Dane tried to get engage me in conversation, but when I ignored him, I was the most boring Swede he had ever met. Fine by me. Go pester somebody else. </span></div><div><br></div><div>My early morning view from the lobby out onto the lane. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUSnS2tq-frEECJXtCH6hIDmDaj100TX6QiS6rWYUzMT2_MdCvzr3FXSdh2dtuJa1n7-bRlqQK9_Ri4szFtD1_cl_xHsnCrzuQBZXoTVeljYwyrliBeEdz6bh7KuJP23W7cuFXPyB4hrg/s640/blogger-image--1046614335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEUSnS2tq-frEECJXtCH6hIDmDaj100TX6QiS6rWYUzMT2_MdCvzr3FXSdh2dtuJa1n7-bRlqQK9_Ri4szFtD1_cl_xHsnCrzuQBZXoTVeljYwyrliBeEdz6bh7KuJP23W7cuFXPyB4hrg/s640/blogger-image--1046614335.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Later, I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">asked in the reception for where the local supermarket was located. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The receptionist looked almost offended as to "why do you want to go there?" "The local market is just a block away". So I checked out the local mercado publico. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTPheKSm_clira42JYwsJdFwi876Nvq_IVuarZzA2TrRyXwib_wdzfOtBxfGK_7pCcNivP4-pRYB_-b0XjrqjaEk8nR6sWcm1th9uXX09JfnD9ZshRYTjuHoS1g5D4EhqgYyOvmPvishBb/s640/blogger-image-1308532723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTPheKSm_clira42JYwsJdFwi876Nvq_IVuarZzA2TrRyXwib_wdzfOtBxfGK_7pCcNivP4-pRYB_-b0XjrqjaEk8nR6sWcm1th9uXX09JfnD9ZshRYTjuHoS1g5D4EhqgYyOvmPvishBb/s640/blogger-image-1308532723.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The market was in a lovely spot with beautifully presented food but only one place to have a feed from what I could tell. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqpop6ZKx_hIIOVZFzJ6965I4QKASO97BFnBSco0XG-hzIa1REXClTM4v6JFeVr8AUuqU5BqX2qHFHPVVDWchxMhEuxRKwT9sH_IcPMxti7Tdsbu1WK2KRJQ9r7YT4DmazNKxclt_Igfr/s640/blogger-image--615217747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtqpop6ZKx_hIIOVZFzJ6965I4QKASO97BFnBSco0XG-hzIa1REXClTM4v6JFeVr8AUuqU5BqX2qHFHPVVDWchxMhEuxRKwT9sH_IcPMxti7Tdsbu1WK2KRJQ9r7YT4DmazNKxclt_Igfr/s640/blogger-image--615217747.jpg"></a></div>Sadly, the markets had very few shoppers. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd72JG_0GW_anPRvdU9k676mxJng6q1pm0HgiwRfWG0VLZY2ow8VKBYuBFdcMU5lsJJw_zLpF24O4hg3eXyuZNT0K9LGohFtb8hZ8fd4Xg9c5lPiz0p1k6Hq96_WMuGe2YBeMLexVpdc25/s640/blogger-image-43612876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd72JG_0GW_anPRvdU9k676mxJng6q1pm0HgiwRfWG0VLZY2ow8VKBYuBFdcMU5lsJJw_zLpF24O4hg3eXyuZNT0K9LGohFtb8hZ8fd4Xg9c5lPiz0p1k6Hq96_WMuGe2YBeMLexVpdc25/s640/blogger-image-43612876.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipFRzgXnN8UYv5LT4VduGD0LXycMaeVR8h8gj3LUs_fEGGznmoheOUZ8Cz3Shk56XScbrxJEDRe4TpRNExAFwTXSDtEEgKq7JkiyP9nQ56xBE1A_p3FdGWty1zMNnFzFf_az8deXzKtkn/s640/blogger-image--97528279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipFRzgXnN8UYv5LT4VduGD0LXycMaeVR8h8gj3LUs_fEGGznmoheOUZ8Cz3Shk56XScbrxJEDRe4TpRNExAFwTXSDtEEgKq7JkiyP9nQ56xBE1A_p3FdGWty1zMNnFzFf_az8deXzKtkn/s640/blogger-image--97528279.jpg"></a></div>However, these guys will cook anything that you may have bought elsewhere within the market for 4€. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKqf-b7fMQ5eonfQH1pCQnGxMiQXEX0hsEu8Q5jME9fn7EveKY4mA1iripcp9q-csXbDdUmgl6ZO0aa4j0BesdNF5-B2Dp1R74HdbLHiDvDNC0ERgCckNt1AzCKEQKorPsbyVEPCdgmat_/s640/blogger-image-635408706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKqf-b7fMQ5eonfQH1pCQnGxMiQXEX0hsEu8Q5jME9fn7EveKY4mA1iripcp9q-csXbDdUmgl6ZO0aa4j0BesdNF5-B2Dp1R74HdbLHiDvDNC0ERgCckNt1AzCKEQKorPsbyVEPCdgmat_/s640/blogger-image-635408706.jpg"></a></div>Ha, I didn't find that supermercado. Hence, I went for a desayuno deal for 4€. Coffee, fresh orange juice and a croissant just next door to The Last Stamp. </div><div><br></div><div>The Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela has two daily pilgrim masses. At 12pm and at 7.30pm. </div><div><br></div><div>My pilgrim companions and I arrived well in time for the 12pm mass, to get good seats underneath for where the <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">botafumerio </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">would swing. If it would swing. </span></div><div><br></div><div>A few photos while waiting:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXjbsuijn5cwsQxwaYyK-8Abzm-q33u2gmO_wyc4OJQP2wkOOe7EKdJagmJt0H2aUxBA73kurfpDrFJQma9ExG5c0KOMvy0ekocg6p2x9kYxwzlv65rJz4oYDoOknb_eqm4UszJ3eGAdE/s640/blogger-image-294235601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXjbsuijn5cwsQxwaYyK-8Abzm-q33u2gmO_wyc4OJQP2wkOOe7EKdJagmJt0H2aUxBA73kurfpDrFJQma9ExG5c0KOMvy0ekocg6p2x9kYxwzlv65rJz4oYDoOknb_eqm4UszJ3eGAdE/s640/blogger-image-294235601.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYETEYopLA1SgvxDvuOGv_dE0ZUHb-jcUIAQ6Boug9jkIV2o3C3uCLSLSOVTy67bc7dnLHMal_AtpS0HhY-idhJQDYELupJGV_17iIk3LI3m1AnCfeDYyvk4UyOBGLxMRR04eh6eyyN7aq/s640/blogger-image-1128628323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYETEYopLA1SgvxDvuOGv_dE0ZUHb-jcUIAQ6Boug9jkIV2o3C3uCLSLSOVTy67bc7dnLHMal_AtpS0HhY-idhJQDYELupJGV_17iIk3LI3m1AnCfeDYyvk4UyOBGLxMRR04eh6eyyN7aq/s640/blogger-image-1128628323.jpg"></a></div><div>This is how it looked like in the ceiling. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCtZFBWBCEOFnBqiEWSm5xy2uUq_zOmYhNaAtOvdzeap_BXpnmu2thlLCdZ_vShyphenhyphenT3CK090NNz011UFrJgAeKo46o9pgnd3zgySaWWD7awQJ-WkZeNOcF9LjwPxNxI1uPY2MFthfovIgaW/s640/blogger-image--461992346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCtZFBWBCEOFnBqiEWSm5xy2uUq_zOmYhNaAtOvdzeap_BXpnmu2thlLCdZ_vShyphenhyphenT3CK090NNz011UFrJgAeKo46o9pgnd3zgySaWWD7awQJ-WkZeNOcF9LjwPxNxI1uPY2MFthfovIgaW/s640/blogger-image--461992346.jpg"></a></div></div>VIP seating?</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBT1hpAn1-Ap7j2xAiX3UNMJP6C9bMuyZjKU3dSrPKvQT9oMs7QHvh-Uy6AU4seKeOdcFNm7gjMEq7_isU4FcTb7EwzB-uLOusSVVGhiB9NP6e0QIpBQN15L8a2cIvV3aelT4Ob7J7HgQ/s640/blogger-image-1211514891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBT1hpAn1-Ap7j2xAiX3UNMJP6C9bMuyZjKU3dSrPKvQT9oMs7QHvh-Uy6AU4seKeOdcFNm7gjMEq7_isU4FcTb7EwzB-uLOusSVVGhiB9NP6e0QIpBQN15L8a2cIvV3aelT4Ob7J7HgQ/s640/blogger-image-1211514891.jpg"></a></div></div><div>There were lots of confession booths inside the cathedral in Santiago de Compostela. Many more than what I have ever seen in a cathedral or church. </div><div><br></div><div>Lots of sinners here? </div><div>Or are they needed as an outcome of so many pilgrims walking the way? Lots of thinking done?</div><div><br></div><div>There were plenty more confession booths in addition to what's in the picture below. I think I counted 13 or so in total. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdwhjsPNS1su2Rc6leGIboTEFDzRzR6bMDMzCyzhakG77EhDhqNZTZA9qhQz7e9Ji6c0QK-Cct4SCzzgbt0mQ3GcfRpzsgbo3qvpPQhtAAOtbFYoTfWdzkH4Ah9xYGTuqNPq6HHO4QlHv/s640/blogger-image--1798672998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdwhjsPNS1su2Rc6leGIboTEFDzRzR6bMDMzCyzhakG77EhDhqNZTZA9qhQz7e9Ji6c0QK-Cct4SCzzgbt0mQ3GcfRpzsgbo3qvpPQhtAAOtbFYoTfWdzkH4Ah9xYGTuqNPq6HHO4QlHv/s640/blogger-image--1798672998.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Is this statue depicting St James? One should </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">probably </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">assume so. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDQ4OoYgVkFB3HWPIc7RwauVM9M-q7JEs1BI1YjJq2qx51hmkfbpNDWjALpL3PoiJNM3DdUOXpU5OYeRDJObjgnUbRSEuY4nOC_HY56g8_Z6105Le7T9jhWiOauGXuhDdsLhwTewg3Il1/s640/blogger-image--1743612069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDQ4OoYgVkFB3HWPIc7RwauVM9M-q7JEs1BI1YjJq2qx51hmkfbpNDWjALpL3PoiJNM3DdUOXpU5OYeRDJObjgnUbRSEuY4nOC_HY56g8_Z6105Le7T9jhWiOauGXuhDdsLhwTewg3Il1/s640/blogger-image--1743612069.jpg"></a></div>No question of who these are, some of my pilgrim companions. Waiting for action. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KEnfmT8eO7dRzlspRkcof8QtytpNQKgzjMOv_kduEn0O57R5ofdOYLK2EnDeHMiuwbh8z6O157ueQZEOYxOkhulfHpE9VHbgUSqfZCG7r7GH0K5qYgJLfqUns1BRm4LQ-7k3t2lsytAw/s640/blogger-image--388327735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KEnfmT8eO7dRzlspRkcof8QtytpNQKgzjMOv_kduEn0O57R5ofdOYLK2EnDeHMiuwbh8z6O157ueQZEOYxOkhulfHpE9VHbgUSqfZCG7r7GH0K5qYgJLfqUns1BRm4LQ-7k3t2lsytAw/s640/blogger-image--388327735.jpg"></a></div>The mass lasted almost an hour and no botafumerio. And the mass did probably not improve me. Still a sinner. Oh well. </div><div><br></div><div>Lunch was on the cards afterwards and we had one of those frozen meals that get advertised everywhere. Pasta, pizza, paella... </div><div><br></div><div>My fettuccine fungus was $&@&;$. </div><div><br></div><div>My thoughts went to those 99 cents TV meals you can buy in the US. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGncQDIiU3rgouM-yjg9htFOZpXMjBrN9bf0vbaqv0Pxb3OBaUJ6gLtauOdgr0dv1c_HiFhanbUmfh95BIIIFK8K6XPy1SlXLntVUDRqkDZsW8QoJMl0V2E4aELe8-gGsYbO1_768OfGI/s640/blogger-image-429564166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGncQDIiU3rgouM-yjg9htFOZpXMjBrN9bf0vbaqv0Pxb3OBaUJ6gLtauOdgr0dv1c_HiFhanbUmfh95BIIIFK8K6XPy1SlXLntVUDRqkDZsW8QoJMl0V2E4aELe8-gGsYbO1_768OfGI/s640/blogger-image-429564166.jpg"></a></div>On my way back to the hostel for an afternoon siesta, I stumbled onto the supermercado that the receptionist mentioned earlier today. I forgot that Spaniards seem to always underestimate distances and the time it takes to get anywhere. I shopped a few items for breakfast the next two days. </div><div><br></div><div>Siesta for an hour or so was great. I decided to take a stroll through town afterwards. </div><div><br></div><div>First stop was the Pilgrim House, a supplementary entity to the Pilgrim Office where pilgrims can get support and be provided with some services. I picked up a self questionnaire, reflective pointers post finishing the Camino. Will do in the next few days. </div><div><br></div><div>This next picture has nothing to do with the Pilgrim Office but it provides an idea of what pilgrim memorabilia is on offer in Santiago. There were many many more shops just like this one. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7OgSHlq9ZH5jMSA_tH69NYadKKyounHQ0KNZYezaXwVbtsr7qLb6SYLPPhWp6saAUEN1ZxVq0DeowSBLzbH_IQHXTKnmX3nGuiZCUN-KJrHTEGlwIkzv4vJnA5Hfiabfpa9PrGRpJz4_/s640/blogger-image--46529878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7OgSHlq9ZH5jMSA_tH69NYadKKyounHQ0KNZYezaXwVbtsr7qLb6SYLPPhWp6saAUEN1ZxVq0DeowSBLzbH_IQHXTKnmX3nGuiZCUN-KJrHTEGlwIkzv4vJnA5Hfiabfpa9PrGRpJz4_/s640/blogger-image--46529878.jpg"></a></div>The Parque Alameda is a wonderful park just outside the old centre of Santiago de Compostela. I strolled a lap around its edges. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJo2STl37Op_pTrx5JyOQnrNEj-3MVpIlq0SnPddF2F6U2hEBLHIEiZfFt5pauX2noUCb5zpft7k4tAaiWZWOgUMUtlti44fZvALQ9Y9Y4aW56N7thAt2MQkKL6m7B0REtrlIZn4brXBjR/s640/blogger-image--929357163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJo2STl37Op_pTrx5JyOQnrNEj-3MVpIlq0SnPddF2F6U2hEBLHIEiZfFt5pauX2noUCb5zpft7k4tAaiWZWOgUMUtlti44fZvALQ9Y9Y4aW56N7thAt2MQkKL6m7B0REtrlIZn4brXBjR/s640/blogger-image--929357163.jpg"></a></div>Art in Parque Alameda. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6FHn6nx77HfahzXjT29yDWoPsiUFxctDUT8l1cXmGEFKZNc4m54yWCcYqnUxv8WgdQIbX2YvRjFEvJgqs1CNlaZEB2GDbtEAsiO9VR6pEedvK4bHv5XgTVzcnX_FkVAggbUfIwrvyWQm/s640/blogger-image-1235289277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6FHn6nx77HfahzXjT29yDWoPsiUFxctDUT8l1cXmGEFKZNc4m54yWCcYqnUxv8WgdQIbX2YvRjFEvJgqs1CNlaZEB2GDbtEAsiO9VR6pEedvK4bHv5XgTVzcnX_FkVAggbUfIwrvyWQm/s640/blogger-image-1235289277.jpg"></a></div>You could see the cathedral from various places in the park. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2U-GZDt5XCDPi6IZnv3Kf7ZFHAjFOG1uoXTKzgWH4AqIJMD2M8u6bVD6ClLpsfik2XnQu1kncFkZNSEHDPVuYzqtA7251E1klTlh0SAtBzU0hMaQDbI0DwQyKY7k3SC5lE1Po73doeN0p/s640/blogger-image-1731288546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2U-GZDt5XCDPi6IZnv3Kf7ZFHAjFOG1uoXTKzgWH4AqIJMD2M8u6bVD6ClLpsfik2XnQu1kncFkZNSEHDPVuYzqtA7251E1klTlh0SAtBzU0hMaQDbI0DwQyKY7k3SC5lE1Po73doeN0p/s640/blogger-image-1731288546.jpg"></a></div>The footpath is wide and circles Parque Alameda. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBO61p3GjpnBfsDiI0PcJqyz19GqBPOtJVK0CMQSPMEPAm2TufxYjKjboGeF12OZSKWiGOtocoKJqVudFvtJtGpi5ppu-Qbxr36Tnqz1xjrYIQ-UGFxsYpKr4WkF8_R7BSbuk9ZEcC9Hu9/s640/blogger-image--309259633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBO61p3GjpnBfsDiI0PcJqyz19GqBPOtJVK0CMQSPMEPAm2TufxYjKjboGeF12OZSKWiGOtocoKJqVudFvtJtGpi5ppu-Qbxr36Tnqz1xjrYIQ-UGFxsYpKr4WkF8_R7BSbuk9ZEcC9Hu9/s640/blogger-image--309259633.jpg"></a></div>I picked up a set of earbuds in the shopping district of Santiago before moving on to the Parador. Very impressive door. </div></div></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgubol_M-8GiYu3YExOhXbo3Rb1NVi-QGkP2MslOZf4wJNBRXqqtazHRaBX0TR5MbKWftoZEfeZMKo9UTYTY9_jSOmF6R2L20ggh37vznfkgXW6hgzsHAeY8FiX9zUf1sMgHUwJ2GrJDK/s640/blogger-image-2112663159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgubol_M-8GiYu3YExOhXbo3Rb1NVi-QGkP2MslOZf4wJNBRXqqtazHRaBX0TR5MbKWftoZEfeZMKo9UTYTY9_jSOmF6R2L20ggh37vznfkgXW6hgzsHAeY8FiX9zUf1sMgHUwJ2GrJDK/s640/blogger-image-2112663159.jpg"></a></div>As a great unwashed from the street, there wasn't much of the Parador that you could see or get to. This is the inner courtyard with a photo through locked glass doors. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98xWieec3m_bveVZRyBK_HaUd5V_0kYW9IpiFqPZtvJMFGjKXmYEUoRxR0nBc-SD-p4tPnmnLQzAzrXcPrwg3-5_BvFnklUuYDsKaIBJCiEzZKvYJZ27c7uK1hs6jipKaUYG3IG_Vll3Q/s640/blogger-image-534945366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98xWieec3m_bveVZRyBK_HaUd5V_0kYW9IpiFqPZtvJMFGjKXmYEUoRxR0nBc-SD-p4tPnmnLQzAzrXcPrwg3-5_BvFnklUuYDsKaIBJCiEzZKvYJZ27c7uK1hs6jipKaUYG3IG_Vll3Q/s640/blogger-image-534945366.jpg"></a></div>Streetscape Rua das Hortas from outside the parador. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt4hzsNDXD9yHdx5Zy_VgMuZZXDirHPmVQltuSCAjGwavBq2pjNNRKHsHRWW_s8gAwtZWSzaKj8Pwx_ZDQyKE2yME9ROi85kC3LyWCIln9LyfvgBlMG7Kz1seA4gcJjTLYj2CYf-1Ll6M/s640/blogger-image-112121469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt4hzsNDXD9yHdx5Zy_VgMuZZXDirHPmVQltuSCAjGwavBq2pjNNRKHsHRWW_s8gAwtZWSzaKj8Pwx_ZDQyKE2yME9ROi85kC3LyWCIln9LyfvgBlMG7Kz1seA4gcJjTLYj2CYf-1Ll6M/s640/blogger-image-112121469.jpg"></a></div>I think that this street, Rua de Carretas, photo also taken from outside the parador, is where the pilgrim office will move to. I have heard that the whole street is currently being dug up. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWYQBdKnxVPgTEtMDSg5lX5mbVJ6A_gHMQFcAi__3YPE4ARKprKJVLpcIdZsW7bF4MwpyEyoOv_JbGn-ILAuvj06_GUqUK9hNvOYcR65ucDWrCPKFkZjafcvZLmGSSpOLE3AdIXXeq56-y/s640/blogger-image-651806767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWYQBdKnxVPgTEtMDSg5lX5mbVJ6A_gHMQFcAi__3YPE4ARKprKJVLpcIdZsW7bF4MwpyEyoOv_JbGn-ILAuvj06_GUqUK9hNvOYcR65ucDWrCPKFkZjafcvZLmGSSpOLE3AdIXXeq56-y/s640/blogger-image-651806767.jpg"></a></div>At around 6.45pm, I popped into the Santiago de Compostela cathedral again. And as I did, and as I noticed many more pilgrims and others congregate to get good seats for the 7.30pm mass, I decided that i really really wanted to see the <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">botafumerio. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLFd4iA7ic5dLXLhRQwG4rAoqZBaq0rZt9xIqIP00PZ5RW2nmW0OTYpTGCCD8QhUMX78rGhIr9P8eo8yC82CXE8NSzHmNnR9NfIcR7N1HfYpp09oju2I5eL9t3FMNAmOCvkr0yNjGJ6PKW/s640/blogger-image-1706547999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLFd4iA7ic5dLXLhRQwG4rAoqZBaq0rZt9xIqIP00PZ5RW2nmW0OTYpTGCCD8QhUMX78rGhIr9P8eo8yC82CXE8NSzHmNnR9NfIcR7N1HfYpp09oju2I5eL9t3FMNAmOCvkr0yNjGJ6PKW/s640/blogger-image-1706547999.jpg"></a></div>So I stayed through a second mass in one day. Something that I can safely say has never happened in my life before.</div><div><br></div><div>And for the second time today, or even third day, somebody has taken a dislike to me and what I do. </div><div>1. I mentioned the Dane from this morning</div><div>2. I sense that the young girl in the opposite bed at the hostel, who seems to sleep more than she is awake, has also taken a negative view of me. </div><div>3. And now, inside the cathedral, the bloke next to me tells me that I am speaking too loud as I was chatting to a French pilgrim who sat next to me. What the? He did apologize later, but what the heck?</div><div><br></div><div>Anyway, was it worth sitting through 2 masses in one day to see the <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">botafumerio?</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> You bet it was. </span></div><div><br></div><div>I will let the photos do the talking here. It was quite a spectacle. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0exyLqMXWPmZu7kGxhLDk-OQjsvdHAj94TSFGXrOnwHhwf2fcfmfLiUqUYKLNttGgiYOzLslLlQLrPTlYxx3M5Yolynvc_7bLLSakscuMJt6v4MDDHPSM7LvU24yG9MiI_QXR_-bGzwdW/s640/blogger-image--395583867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0exyLqMXWPmZu7kGxhLDk-OQjsvdHAj94TSFGXrOnwHhwf2fcfmfLiUqUYKLNttGgiYOzLslLlQLrPTlYxx3M5Yolynvc_7bLLSakscuMJt6v4MDDHPSM7LvU24yG9MiI_QXR_-bGzwdW/s640/blogger-image--395583867.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkd7CDWFVclkppARA-7gPbW7eJ-qx0crr9h2ZJnDOzriE1TIYOk3VFjuSBR5pSzhfacpkhZ2-9LoK4_-j4lbEaVbvWMXYvIY7jBAvbgBGboDMBex-_ot9axMd35lVyVUQvdNhPZfe-CJlL/s640/blogger-image-1551064324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I felt quite blown away with it and decided to just go back to the hostel afterwards and eat some supermercado items for dinner. An alcohol free day today as well. </span></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-67432699870473590182015-10-22T07:28:00.001-07:002015-10-23T01:50:45.913-07:00Thu 22 Oct - Day 38: Pedrouzo to Santiago de Compostela 19km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A 785 walked. 0km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Done. Dusted. The Camino Frances has been walked end to end. The right way:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- Carrying my backpack the whole way. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- No bus. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- No taxi. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">- No support of any kind. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">775km according to the Pilgrim Office in Santiago de Compostela rather than the 785km that the guidebook </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I was out of a Camino albergue for the last Camino time around 7.30am. This last albergue in </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Pedrouzo </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">was far too noisy and with too much light going on and off in the early morning </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">for being able to sleep in. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">My last breakfast while walking was a delectable mix of tea, orange juice, sardines in olive oil and a banana. Hey, it worked for me. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Coffee down the road a few kilometers and I just felt that I had to photograph the key, if you like, to all this. The pursuit of sellos or stamps. Nothing spectacular really. Most of the time it looks like this in a corner of bar/cafe. Help yourself and fill in the fecha / date yourself. </span></font></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1LRBIgkOagV8BFapFkz4RMrd2mGTEvmvd1_x5Bjp824cFRSOLwOQ9xSoObH7U0gI5Id3DQZG5UUaTMdOr3Zsh-sMEMOXeqDnYV7TPLFUPnGYL3sVo-nettyAtCYeKbB48MRgQsFUXps3/s640/blogger-image-309848473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1LRBIgkOagV8BFapFkz4RMrd2mGTEvmvd1_x5Bjp824cFRSOLwOQ9xSoObH7U0gI5Id3DQZG5UUaTMdOr3Zsh-sMEMOXeqDnYV7TPLFUPnGYL3sVo-nettyAtCYeKbB48MRgQsFUXps3/s640/blogger-image-309848473.jpg"></a></div>Closer to Santiago de Compostela, the signs look a bit different. A bit more old fashioned, down to earth like they have been around for a while. <br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCROFHwQmi8TbrycbphcxjJyFWjhohski6FA_K1oXzmkFSWlVj9VWak4oMvr2Bd8-6mk1YtGmJwjzZOHibLhEHuLhlbphyphenhyphenfvCNRK9ZeNioHEgil3hc2KU9NuydaUxc_VXE1xj-1PBdezO/s640/blogger-image-1740464901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUCROFHwQmi8TbrycbphcxjJyFWjhohski6FA_K1oXzmkFSWlVj9VWak4oMvr2Bd8-6mk1YtGmJwjzZOHibLhEHuLhlbphyphenhyphenfvCNRK9ZeNioHEgil3hc2KU9NuydaUxc_VXE1xj-1PBdezO/s640/blogger-image-1740464901.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Getting closer all the time...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuoojJWRwpupmhgKFpjKo0pf7oFVd5fP4PkRBTyuq7UauBckNfFuhqHXTUtmyzzGYl5rj-NPolbh7UAz1BCHUhkfd2LgMBkbF1kls_wWx82h9xIEdeACKilu5lckuwQa1y-GrCLr9qyar/s640/blogger-image-715230978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuoojJWRwpupmhgKFpjKo0pf7oFVd5fP4PkRBTyuq7UauBckNfFuhqHXTUtmyzzGYl5rj-NPolbh7UAz1BCHUhkfd2LgMBkbF1kls_wWx82h9xIEdeACKilu5lckuwQa1y-GrCLr9qyar/s640/blogger-image-715230978.jpg"></a></div>Today's stretch was mostly not a very pretty one. First through dense forest where you could see very little. Just here though it was very beautiful. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjulA5T3H_i2zzknVfBr9xzy7w723Snow4ImZK9CHBt_hLY2mLUFCC2lOHNQVP8YwKHLoHCa-XtJbZITbLxOUdsS9Tm_BtPTj3nSoRyG6XGHc0-NAUylR6pgrTq7VR2j9vVcQW02bsuHYAk/s640/blogger-image--1408726682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjulA5T3H_i2zzknVfBr9xzy7w723Snow4ImZK9CHBt_hLY2mLUFCC2lOHNQVP8YwKHLoHCa-XtJbZITbLxOUdsS9Tm_BtPTj3nSoRyG6XGHc0-NAUylR6pgrTq7VR2j9vVcQW02bsuHYAk/s640/blogger-image--1408726682.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And here too. In the mid morning light. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsTzLK42Tn39uG2xc9i0GVFmHATYWbjyX6sA0YkiuhIE89AtusoKPVsfpo-Fh3XaqEl2f0SpSYj4Sa3kPVa_uCZCBHkg-SriBLOCRSOxhyphenhyphenjS6NIud8qwV5o8aneIijYlRGxDJ_HTwmVa2/s640/blogger-image--1928256407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsTzLK42Tn39uG2xc9i0GVFmHATYWbjyX6sA0YkiuhIE89AtusoKPVsfpo-Fh3XaqEl2f0SpSYj4Sa3kPVa_uCZCBHkg-SriBLOCRSOxhyphenhyphenjS6NIud8qwV5o8aneIijYlRGxDJ_HTwmVa2/s640/blogger-image--1928256407.jpg"></a></div>Suddenly the marker for Santiago de Compostela appeared. We are within the town limits. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_I6a9hKOt-qlqrfU6AzTBaAJGxjcAcM5ceMjxJ9JinwDNSJmuRIuBSZhu5M2K-2JOrprsLEa0ne-P0UwY6KfIVO7o4u3h2VMli51RFf_r47RQnZLKGOUSAFdd2zPWtv9OewrvRKksc73/s640/blogger-image-818444595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_I6a9hKOt-qlqrfU6AzTBaAJGxjcAcM5ceMjxJ9JinwDNSJmuRIuBSZhu5M2K-2JOrprsLEa0ne-P0UwY6KfIVO7o4u3h2VMli51RFf_r47RQnZLKGOUSAFdd2zPWtv9OewrvRKksc73/s640/blogger-image-818444595.jpg"></a></div>Good enough reason for save the moment. Big grin on my face. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ2E1OyXpp8t2xXWw7o5l5gEBCZHthDcRrLdfxvo_zstUt0ZKUawOmPzQjrzlaEFBpbJctNI56_zB63RHjrMoO5DCepYJ57pGxzjej3qu2sBoy40hgyxGHMSlYQ7g0PLIoMzYfuKh_LcOR/s640/blogger-image--1712153560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ2E1OyXpp8t2xXWw7o5l5gEBCZHthDcRrLdfxvo_zstUt0ZKUawOmPzQjrzlaEFBpbJctNI56_zB63RHjrMoO5DCepYJ57pGxzjej3qu2sBoy40hgyxGHMSlYQ7g0PLIoMzYfuKh_LcOR/s640/blogger-image--1712153560.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This shell was one of my many done in concrete in a tunnel underneath a road bridge </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj04hToqBsE7WTaB-Vjb3UQv80bJNIMEMz5JzvWMHA-XHAIKJGdVZHvYXlTSEhM67XAOgqkPtEOyd2jvcHwnYGYKrxr0oGW8d49jLv_mk9qybgscEZgdXXH9Ym7d2rMELcOkPGmQHJqaIGN/s640/blogger-image-1047767328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj04hToqBsE7WTaB-Vjb3UQv80bJNIMEMz5JzvWMHA-XHAIKJGdVZHvYXlTSEhM67XAOgqkPtEOyd2jvcHwnYGYKrxr0oGW8d49jLv_mk9qybgscEZgdXXH9Ym7d2rMELcOkPGmQHJqaIGN/s640/blogger-image-1047767328.jpg"></a></div></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And this graffiti had somewhat adverse view on tourist peregrinos aka Turigrinos. You may not see it but it says in there "Turigrinos no gracias". </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFarUBHLBWNpF8k4uhtDh70h5XASOTv5ptjGBMuTFWuwwiH5k-TKbDro9Rhw0RQh7zYLM-5s9tKNWlJUb7ljy6dZOtNk4yNFeIAhMy9xbTvBAbP_IKhR4AUZ_tEOceMNE0VcjAnqZ0i4u/s640/blogger-image-337176123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFarUBHLBWNpF8k4uhtDh70h5XASOTv5ptjGBMuTFWuwwiH5k-TKbDro9Rhw0RQh7zYLM-5s9tKNWlJUb7ljy6dZOtNk4yNFeIAhMy9xbTvBAbP_IKhR4AUZ_tEOceMNE0VcjAnqZ0i4u/s640/blogger-image-337176123.jpg"></a></div></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">When we are onto the topic of Turigrinos, the guy to the left has to be the worst example yet. Apart from all of the visible clues between him and the lady, he also suddenly as he was walking lit up a cigarette. Not worrying about who may be behind him. Which was me. And as you do. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVb_e1bMHXa4D7HpslHi4zIUiLZZ_wNbuUA_APmhGPtir37i1CBvmdSxGuQ3MvrczijZRgVXpZXgshVOD1liYYF-FJvXgz3dTRc49qRGcxGhc81SrXArB4HtdOBxduyNRtAfLbVwKq0n6w/s640/blogger-image--375403834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVb_e1bMHXa4D7HpslHi4zIUiLZZ_wNbuUA_APmhGPtir37i1CBvmdSxGuQ3MvrczijZRgVXpZXgshVOD1liYYF-FJvXgz3dTRc49qRGcxGhc81SrXArB4HtdOBxduyNRtAfLbVwKq0n6w/s640/blogger-image--375403834.jpg"></a></div></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">For those of you who may recall yesterday's post, regarding the Turigrinos who jumped off a van on a hill to then quickly disappear into a cafe, here they are. They spoke German. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3Y6-SpirR5sEbg22l4vPAKd8M7RGmcryZ8XRanE9ky61O64g-mDQEZadp3yTs89cS6D13ZchgLgLkVvXwqIxAhT_kHkphlH-FlBT2UslEKtVl_W6a9Vr41x1gUfrT9luQ0wRA3w8WckT/s640/blogger-image--1956923620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3Y6-SpirR5sEbg22l4vPAKd8M7RGmcryZ8XRanE9ky61O64g-mDQEZadp3yTs89cS6D13ZchgLgLkVvXwqIxAhT_kHkphlH-FlBT2UslEKtVl_W6a9Vr41x1gUfrT9luQ0wRA3w8WckT/s640/blogger-image--1956923620.jpg"></a></div></span></div></span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A stop in a second cafe today for a cuppa revealed some odd custom of placing copper coins against the inside wall. As you do. So I did. Add a few more copper coin to their collection. </span></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MSHzQdF2kVoyBuUXivENjus6VuMyHqGwfZdEgFwC0YsFoLSvU7uBufJfqp6q0wx_jYjG90lJSD03FEh9KLL4WEX70C-jGEVTWItUUBDhucLktXms3CU2kEyHMAACfK5ldfDzFPtbMMRG/s640/blogger-image--553577537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MSHzQdF2kVoyBuUXivENjus6VuMyHqGwfZdEgFwC0YsFoLSvU7uBufJfqp6q0wx_jYjG90lJSD03FEh9KLL4WEX70C-jGEVTWItUUBDhucLktXms3CU2kEyHMAACfK5ldfDzFPtbMMRG/s640/blogger-image--553577537.jpg"></a></div>This Estrella Galicia beer ornament would look good in any Australian bar. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdK2SjGoFJ3TlxT83TJWKUxUTtTaFpaqDCPwtvGwvROZFMM94gGXDeH3pyY8CltpLAU6rgLTgkj0knZHcoVFzW3n9XkX9gZebFIv6sjodp0hDUyy_VSS0RwcpNuVJZV9Ze-LNB0wnF1eHW/s640/blogger-image--724130735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdK2SjGoFJ3TlxT83TJWKUxUTtTaFpaqDCPwtvGwvROZFMM94gGXDeH3pyY8CltpLAU6rgLTgkj0knZHcoVFzW3n9XkX9gZebFIv6sjodp0hDUyy_VSS0RwcpNuVJZV9Ze-LNB0wnF1eHW/s640/blogger-image--724130735.jpg"></a></div>This was the first distant glimpse of Santiago de Compostela from a distant. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHwxqEB1MGpeeANWxa57SRT2ZNWoszWOLcW0u3kcu8L7E0TxCRYblXaWOTsdVJpPyfdFkLisFgX2fhQBDaR9OXlj790ckX_gTN4erT_oz0ZLFaYW49UX4cv1jT7VzpNBKWQZHz8n5HY_5/s640/blogger-image--2082449423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHwxqEB1MGpeeANWxa57SRT2ZNWoszWOLcW0u3kcu8L7E0TxCRYblXaWOTsdVJpPyfdFkLisFgX2fhQBDaR9OXlj790ckX_gTN4erT_oz0ZLFaYW49UX4cv1jT7VzpNBKWQZHz8n5HY_5/s640/blogger-image--2082449423.jpg"></a></div>Closer to Santiago de Compostela was this monument. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJ1_nLxoPJEsY7AAVpEkPEEDLvgjIJGHxs18rmfTGtmxe3aL38ewKLS0ybDy-Ha7LpAklm59oKuhg3xz5AvuOvbGOseUOAMjcH_MrwJHwUhgXZoaKfdhyqv5GTPjj9SWJTxxcApF3a05K/s640/blogger-image-1368851816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJ1_nLxoPJEsY7AAVpEkPEEDLvgjIJGHxs18rmfTGtmxe3aL38ewKLS0ybDy-Ha7LpAklm59oKuhg3xz5AvuOvbGOseUOAMjcH_MrwJHwUhgXZoaKfdhyqv5GTPjj9SWJTxxcApF3a05K/s640/blogger-image-1368851816.jpg"></a></div>We're getting closer... </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYbXgP8tpPmYNj_-nylwUE5Ai2NHoAdYHejaU1nyopS4aVyIw_lobSua9WEupREBmXg36SI7qfT32fV3GelMcuvlPL4NOBihrI74EPnAXODGcvCisnZBf7jO6amBuELChDlEsXHWAIWsB/s640/blogger-image--1951576187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYbXgP8tpPmYNj_-nylwUE5Ai2NHoAdYHejaU1nyopS4aVyIw_lobSua9WEupREBmXg36SI7qfT32fV3GelMcuvlPL4NOBihrI74EPnAXODGcvCisnZBf7jO6amBuELChDlEsXHWAIWsB/s640/blogger-image--1951576187.jpg"></a></div>Are we there yet? Well someone is. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJvDjsHmC5rYCl2mBA6jcYMQxpsmEQbA1SdDnP16dBWza4gkJzKiqb-FyV09NpWTVwrZ6ubVFV4mgSrJaQNeIFPnHBHrr_eATR0i5Zq4rY48DeioICOAke_DI1h1p06pTM-9ZBTbx6-fd4/s640/blogger-image-1645084811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJvDjsHmC5rYCl2mBA6jcYMQxpsmEQbA1SdDnP16dBWza4gkJzKiqb-FyV09NpWTVwrZ6ubVFV4mgSrJaQNeIFPnHBHrr_eATR0i5Zq4rY48DeioICOAke_DI1h1p06pTM-9ZBTbx6-fd4/s640/blogger-image-1645084811.jpg"></a></div></div><div>The road into the centre of Santiago de Compostela was long and went through lots of outlying areas and suburbs. Then suddenly, the cathedral was visible between the buildings...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOBMuIWR5EjvZ06VK6Q8VFLf8VCryz1l8PYuduhS09xG9_evxW22VuyWHh1zHyV8Brkdm81vIr-GjcbJn7oNvRq04BMxCiKaqfQhQ8kaUbgARk3Q9CsKLJ24ZDDYKDz8Rnt4REealKHqHS/s640/blogger-image-606745616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOBMuIWR5EjvZ06VK6Q8VFLf8VCryz1l8PYuduhS09xG9_evxW22VuyWHh1zHyV8Brkdm81vIr-GjcbJn7oNvRq04BMxCiKaqfQhQ8kaUbgARk3Q9CsKLJ24ZDDYKDz8Rnt4REealKHqHS/s640/blogger-image-606745616.jpg"></a></div></div><div>Another building along the way had clearly misspelt our family name...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELOHSW_Lk1IKgojdZHsxsWcFIvh9mnu1zuQ1_F1IkcHhWzPO0EyMVwBVP5vqOosRkx68RC5Mll3imN0R_k75qiV71yX-PoQnYtrB1OXUggzBrHyzs0RDi0yUunEYp6HNymUXPo1oA_ukF/s640/blogger-image--606706444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELOHSW_Lk1IKgojdZHsxsWcFIvh9mnu1zuQ1_F1IkcHhWzPO0EyMVwBVP5vqOosRkx68RC5Mll3imN0R_k75qiV71yX-PoQnYtrB1OXUggzBrHyzs0RDi0yUunEYp6HNymUXPo1oA_ukF/s640/blogger-image--606706444.jpg"></a></div></div><div>We continued into the centre of Santiago de Compostela and suddenly there it is, the cathedral. An almost mandatory photo in front of it next. And the almost mandatory scaffolding around a cathedral in any of the Mediterranean countries. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlt6Q7aaDHsQtAgRnJHF-23ZNUfRhy2B053410zt_Xp-qyuWvjzfDtp5_Ch72Oci1015XUOttOknI3j9XhwG6JVsFk_RvG7j4gY6EPu_Ss9yAAC5bIbOfCCH5ztbstKeYD92vXXmUUGgDl/s640/blogger-image-1655729390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlt6Q7aaDHsQtAgRnJHF-23ZNUfRhy2B053410zt_Xp-qyuWvjzfDtp5_Ch72Oci1015XUOttOknI3j9XhwG6JVsFk_RvG7j4gY6EPu_Ss9yAAC5bIbOfCCH5ztbstKeYD92vXXmUUGgDl/s640/blogger-image-1655729390.jpg"></a></div>Next it was off to the Pilgrims Office to get my credentials verified. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDx_76VyIu7pgzw-IWGqpfYwrs1RCTi4DvNmf2dYya67P6Tbxl_Xsh2wiuv2t2SNsrYC2IkIK2T-RbZs1xoC3m89mZ6bG7xjd6fM_jEZ5O6tYMHH_C5Gs7iQKaW_hQsYkfHX4nXzvYc7uP/s640/blogger-image--1087530046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDx_76VyIu7pgzw-IWGqpfYwrs1RCTi4DvNmf2dYya67P6Tbxl_Xsh2wiuv2t2SNsrYC2IkIK2T-RbZs1xoC3m89mZ6bG7xjd6fM_jEZ5O6tYMHH_C5Gs7iQKaW_hQsYkfHX4nXzvYc7uP/s640/blogger-image--1087530046.jpg"></a></div>Pilgrims were coming and going and at all there was almost a pilgrim traffic jam outside of it. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcnwug3mb6rg5kDqUWDTspX5u8l3VgBPCeOylJaat2NUL6-N3GsrrxBUr06T0pu27aq8gEjRAZZ5AKrlcTPwK-scM7Cou9kknN4-9jaxtSwe75xBxFbstg4o7ZTeEqv7Wxy5A_r_eM4IF/s640/blogger-image--1496101270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcnwug3mb6rg5kDqUWDTspX5u8l3VgBPCeOylJaat2NUL6-N3GsrrxBUr06T0pu27aq8gEjRAZZ5AKrlcTPwK-scM7Cou9kknN4-9jaxtSwe75xBxFbstg4o7ZTeEqv7Wxy5A_r_eM4IF/s640/blogger-image--1496101270.jpg"></a></div></div><div>As you walk through the opening, you enter a different and much more tranquil world. At least when I was there...</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSGDsBE9pc2rsEBLatKlntgjcGHsABKUt5dXu7LK8lvqOhu7gTwrosDABvY23xF9mXhFYpoi9OyDMnBzYW9xitc-Bd0mVDQwgTfasUwK-3MytH8ucsJn5kwvdANc4eBUynATfnrVvVPvT/s640/blogger-image--1121403875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSGDsBE9pc2rsEBLatKlntgjcGHsABKUt5dXu7LK8lvqOhu7gTwrosDABvY23xF9mXhFYpoi9OyDMnBzYW9xitc-Bd0mVDQwgTfasUwK-3MytH8ucsJn5kwvdANc4eBUynATfnrVvVPvT/s640/blogger-image--1121403875.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">...and inside the Pilgrims Office it was almost empty. I had a choice of being immediately served by any one of four different people. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPKzGlqKeGl1tr-MQbf9YNwysmxDenjcI7A08QmWnygxByUm0_mXChsy0LQ97xdfSkQm_Z873pzg3aMUPmHnIZrbgMWxu9nc_7m8jDxuVhAaIXPnYHQhaFySu5OPmnFCVrSO2_wvFuPv-D/s640/blogger-image--311259272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPKzGlqKeGl1tr-MQbf9YNwysmxDenjcI7A08QmWnygxByUm0_mXChsy0LQ97xdfSkQm_Z873pzg3aMUPmHnIZrbgMWxu9nc_7m8jDxuVhAaIXPnYHQhaFySu5OPmnFCVrSO2_wvFuPv-D/s640/blogger-image--311259272.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So, what happens at the Pigrim Office?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">First, you have to get your Credentials verified. That you have walked at least 100km and you must have at least 2 stamps for each of those days. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">No problems there. These are my Credentials at the end of my Camino. Plenty of stamps. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgao-OEYUT9ewpz3e1LS3SykqSIfzIRTpw0RcvbKLQr95nX28geeZfCRZ0IP5enCAwwmar05sZE4HA9KA3gevL6xzijyQy3u59Or6hr57b01stvqCqPjeYtb2DtfaoQNoWbFlYigSkJRknR/s640/blogger-image--120324462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgao-OEYUT9ewpz3e1LS3SykqSIfzIRTpw0RcvbKLQr95nX28geeZfCRZ0IP5enCAwwmar05sZE4HA9KA3gevL6xzijyQy3u59Or6hr57b01stvqCqPjeYtb2DtfaoQNoWbFlYigSkJRknR/s640/blogger-image--120324462.jpg"></a></div>You have to fill in a form with your details including why you are walking the Camino. Religious and Other. Other includes Spiritual, which can be whatever you want it to be. That entitles you to a Compostela document.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Compostela is written in Latin. So you get your first name translated into Latin. Hans hence becomes Ioannem which I assume is Latin for Johannes. I understand that Hans is derived from Johannes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIU9vAReRbGMH8cHTgSMQyfYidY2DrFAGTmPdNfI0HaGTlAvQgcIDRzhYxep5qit2jt4okMA-PJLfQohmtm8H3r-Kg-ZDlLOKjw3beq7y4BSdCYpW-Q5fXZPb-dXBnDUesh02-aRavQnNf/s640/blogger-image-858165515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIU9vAReRbGMH8cHTgSMQyfYidY2DrFAGTmPdNfI0HaGTlAvQgcIDRzhYxep5qit2jt4okMA-PJLfQohmtm8H3r-Kg-ZDlLOKjw3beq7y4BSdCYpW-Q5fXZPb-dXBnDUesh02-aRavQnNf/s640/blogger-image-858165515.jpg"></a></div>The Compostela document is free. In addition, for 3€ you can also get a document written in Spanish which has details on your starting place and official length of your journey. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnh_WphdKSumNgtFW8iOC5hmccy5MyRTVLLwiiQnm2qjpKeYskzcMJ_hqkFWENnY5b8GZODMFSs15EAqiq65Aq_jYbSBBKmgLe51CEh9gdRd1GQOTlKuOYaFgtj9WJ6_y02GZqp6-Cb_96/s640/blogger-image--1757666071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnh_WphdKSumNgtFW8iOC5hmccy5MyRTVLLwiiQnm2qjpKeYskzcMJ_hqkFWENnY5b8GZODMFSs15EAqiq65Aq_jYbSBBKmgLe51CEh9gdRd1GQOTlKuOYaFgtj9WJ6_y02GZqp6-Cb_96/s640/blogger-image--1757666071.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Of course, a 775km long walk can only be celebrated in one way. And we did. There was a bar almost opposite the entrance to the Pilgrims Office. </span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVExdk7zDtDqxdS8qyyueAnmIW8_yd2U8syP5fiaL8h34EGTRSXIWS6ki_kdqXB5Ca4qZR-thXVQYtXcOHhJZfjyFRRmw8lRo8_iJNnVY9YKohYKbmSZcgaJGMZSioMkBnxzTPiymuzYj/s640/blogger-image--1154170405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVExdk7zDtDqxdS8qyyueAnmIW8_yd2U8syP5fiaL8h34EGTRSXIWS6ki_kdqXB5Ca4qZR-thXVQYtXcOHhJZfjyFRRmw8lRo8_iJNnVY9YKohYKbmSZcgaJGMZSioMkBnxzTPiymuzYj/s640/blogger-image--1154170405.jpg"></a></div>At 2pm or so, it was time to check in at next 3 nights hostel very cleverly called "The Last Stamp". At this time, I could not be bothered by getting a last stamp at "The Last Stamp" despite the pun. Hey I had my Compostela now. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My pilgrim team had decided to reconvene for more appropriate and in depth celebrations from 5pm. I took the opportunity to walk to the bus station and get an ALSA bus ticket to Oporto for Sunday. I've had only difficulties getting an online, but over the counter there were no problems and i had my ticket almost immediately. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Aaron had brought with him a tiny little bottle of spirit, some 70% alcohol spirit with a name I have forgot, that he ceremoniously emptied in front of the Santiago de Compostela cathedral. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYVhjgG69YGzMCOIvzIC3UjpFMLFu-SsL5rlaEouXZH6yFK-LvmjvEkexONxTlVSj12CEIQeux2Y9QpzeB4IjML_w0m57q-tWzwq_ikRtDSLbBAF5fmKGh1Eh1FDoC6icXxrOPGTNFtQLr/s640/blogger-image-24176670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYVhjgG69YGzMCOIvzIC3UjpFMLFu-SsL5rlaEouXZH6yFK-LvmjvEkexONxTlVSj12CEIQeux2Y9QpzeB4IjML_w0m57q-tWzwq_ikRtDSLbBAF5fmKGh1Eh1FDoC6icXxrOPGTNFtQLr/s640/blogger-image-24176670.jpg"></a></div>Wine and food followed. I had the best food that I've had on the whole Camino. Two portions of raciones, octopus and prawns. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn7P1UvSXVL6rQxhLoTBYUptY-tGHDyJEH6CYFW2c7Caug07nD3A1qX7t-zeMXszNtoG53440smGCFn1SOcEQL9ZQms3fPy1SNYxkkvzjESt231LxH0Dv3sSHILPwBI8Y4ZUHmjB5MIo55/s640/blogger-image--1448984062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn7P1UvSXVL6rQxhLoTBYUptY-tGHDyJEH6CYFW2c7Caug07nD3A1qX7t-zeMXszNtoG53440smGCFn1SOcEQL9ZQms3fPy1SNYxkkvzjESt231LxH0Dv3sSHILPwBI8Y4ZUHmjB5MIo55/s640/blogger-image--1448984062.jpg"></a></div>Beer, beer, beer...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPzHcXht36swaZdocqxMsgIRRwUV7tfsMgAK71-dpkVLo10gHDJ2Tskzw6v0-1QaMzOzBGOmTLdZQ8PL4lcqsAwBKcCi29yzLoZ_HYDlgh6I8KTGrWaVmm4JgkevwfkrwTuwygGtIraBSh/s640/blogger-image--5689457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPzHcXht36swaZdocqxMsgIRRwUV7tfsMgAK71-dpkVLo10gHDJ2Tskzw6v0-1QaMzOzBGOmTLdZQ8PL4lcqsAwBKcCi29yzLoZ_HYDlgh6I8KTGrWaVmm4JgkevwfkrwTuwygGtIraBSh/s640/blogger-image--5689457.jpg"></a></div>As we left the establishment around 10pm, filming was in progress just outside. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkw27MrY8zbwhIEl4958LRpuaB_l_5G2Pb_SVyFdc84nEHjPT3IajBPIe46G7Bxyvm2nhlK7XZsjBhq-PZ9Vs0YIy4DXfEuzBtRPJ0Oov3NZZ5C3isd_N4_lg9KKiNsuUHSM5AvMFOrfM/s640/blogger-image-1810776570.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkw27MrY8zbwhIEl4958LRpuaB_l_5G2Pb_SVyFdc84nEHjPT3IajBPIe46G7Bxyvm2nhlK7XZsjBhq-PZ9Vs0YIy4DXfEuzBtRPJ0Oov3NZZ5C3isd_N4_lg9KKiNsuUHSM5AvMFOrfM/s640/blogger-image-1810776570.jpg"></a></div>I can understand why they chose this location. It looked good in the dark. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKF47XVYNCk259yEfA3JeVzgfHCMJgMvzqBDUdODsNOCOBkT4Q0HiIpR2Xr-Q4vDpyjfBuaWHwJH13jbjFcmAKw-05n6bKWI0bR0Bm-fci3ytWX4cunXi7q96VRJ3bQmWq06OMcb0cSRAU/s640/blogger-image-1703181027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKF47XVYNCk259yEfA3JeVzgfHCMJgMvzqBDUdODsNOCOBkT4Q0HiIpR2Xr-Q4vDpyjfBuaWHwJH13jbjFcmAKw-05n6bKWI0bR0Bm-fci3ytWX4cunXi7q96VRJ3bQmWq06OMcb0cSRAU/s640/blogger-image-1703181027.jpg"></a></div>A quick night shot of the side of the cathedral on the back to "The Last Stamp" and it was definitely bed for me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdTZXXZq-eyytETgb4ayHzNcZF_bauspiqvjBnhcgKNqf4atf7IOJEnWEITGH_wpsQeFtFuRlChUHqCCbLXDKE_zzuM6PPlOej1618mN7nIF30FjpHsMRtxQgbTw4LpD2-4RylvweNRUl4/s640/blogger-image--183990530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdTZXXZq-eyytETgb4ayHzNcZF_bauspiqvjBnhcgKNqf4atf7IOJEnWEITGH_wpsQeFtFuRlChUHqCCbLXDKE_zzuM6PPlOej1618mN7nIF30FjpHsMRtxQgbTw4LpD2-4RylvweNRUl4/s640/blogger-image--183990530.jpg"></a></div></div><br></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-21623119409307587182015-10-21T05:39:00.001-07:002015-10-21T11:50:13.379-07:00Wed 21 Oct - Day 37: Arzua to Pedrouzo 20km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">766km walked. 19km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I had a slow start this morning after yesterday's navigation malfunction. Second last day on the Camino, not a long stretch, why walk in the dark? </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">So around 8am I was packed up and on my way. At least that's what I thought. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Today was another lovely day, albeit a bit warmer than yesterday. I prefer the cooler weather. Beautiful colors in the morning. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh46Q26agPBpGR7NlUiLPEzra3xo-9EpLp20slPhK2ID1pc8KTza9TwJLBZAp5vHE5Vj5tMsvN8SF0XnIbTWJKSUlnkLkFbMA9PD7BdwYxqWplykB3U-y4fbg7a3HTVV4S1FutNZVPrKqlJ/s640/blogger-image-249914102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh46Q26agPBpGR7NlUiLPEzra3xo-9EpLp20slPhK2ID1pc8KTza9TwJLBZAp5vHE5Vj5tMsvN8SF0XnIbTWJKSUlnkLkFbMA9PD7BdwYxqWplykB3U-y4fbg7a3HTVV4S1FutNZVPrKqlJ/s640/blogger-image-249914102.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Suddenly a wide and new bridge appeared. No traffic. No sound. The construction seemed to be over the top for here in the middle of nowhere. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">What was the bridge for?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-2J_Fd3hOJDaTfqtIySLz2lgdlF0xqNzbnOLX1-x3VKI4e4IezazJmqLZ1FP59QEXu6a_COVj81lf_oVJ85S6DYm_L-syUULhuWh_vC7lss_DW38aztJ5IcCmZ8e32mXtWA5ZLvYzexK2/s640/blogger-image--815494473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-2J_Fd3hOJDaTfqtIySLz2lgdlF0xqNzbnOLX1-x3VKI4e4IezazJmqLZ1FP59QEXu6a_COVj81lf_oVJ85S6DYm_L-syUULhuWh_vC7lss_DW38aztJ5IcCmZ8e32mXtWA5ZLvYzexK2/s640/blogger-image--815494473.jpg"></a></div>It was another work in progress construction project. A freeway. Probably. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I could see a few people in the distance doing something. Hopefully construction. Nobody could be seen below or on the bridge that I was on. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My thoughts went towards Chinese construction projects from Guangzhou I saw during a visit there a few years ago. In something similar in scale to this project, you would see 100s, if not 1000s of workers. And an adjacent small town of huts where the laborers would be housed and live. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOxDHCOXidrPkX1vE7oAddi9b6u4YpfvCMakDbbTn5xts_JLytqSxcxRsWFVw1bdh2aF-46mGN9JowBVCVP_KOn-qexu-hpb-trdprKrtBMApIZT5vCuDq0Z6tF3_f-c3zU2K3yboZ02S/s640/blogger-image--1521282942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOxDHCOXidrPkX1vE7oAddi9b6u4YpfvCMakDbbTn5xts_JLytqSxcxRsWFVw1bdh2aF-46mGN9JowBVCVP_KOn-qexu-hpb-trdprKrtBMApIZT5vCuDq0Z6tF3_f-c3zU2K3yboZ02S/s640/blogger-image--1521282942.jpg"></a></div>No MC Hammer today as yesterday but The Surpremes ruled instead. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6pFX1kkcoPoBRg0q1O1AWOeiwUO8v5FIhqRvj1AhLJ_H28amf-Q8SgAmlRK1MJFyXgUpOwiURs8dWj-OO1U0Cs9VK8YuoUA0DMinPS_47hW46RcWpERiit4y3dVqz2J2H5NUElOoZbBGj/s640/blogger-image--971100067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6pFX1kkcoPoBRg0q1O1AWOeiwUO8v5FIhqRvj1AhLJ_H28amf-Q8SgAmlRK1MJFyXgUpOwiURs8dWj-OO1U0Cs9VK8YuoUA0DMinPS_47hW46RcWpERiit4y3dVqz2J2H5NUElOoZbBGj/s640/blogger-image--971100067.jpg"></a></div>Are you looking at me? Well we are the only ones around here. Are you looking at me? That's what I felt like saying to these cows. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">With apologies to Robert DeNiro. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_MASb-NHucSfqwFzlzpU6E8gEpxwHGY_ovA2OmfvAWrMfzcsBX4y2TKZYBG-YFwnevBJbmbIVUgKOdzSSEu9iDCXtUzJ1DQ0TI1Dz7Dl8OGLsg8RLLKkROfG5QqhfUK8ZZ7Z628kUDOqG/s640/blogger-image--6677481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_MASb-NHucSfqwFzlzpU6E8gEpxwHGY_ovA2OmfvAWrMfzcsBX4y2TKZYBG-YFwnevBJbmbIVUgKOdzSSEu9iDCXtUzJ1DQ0TI1Dz7Dl8OGLsg8RLLKkROfG5QqhfUK8ZZ7Z628kUDOqG/s640/blogger-image--6677481.jpg"></a></div>Fair weather and less than 100km to Santiago de Compostela means Turigrinos would be out in force. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Today's highlight was a van stopping on a hill just in front of me. The driver walked around and opened the side door. Out stepped a handful of Turigrinos, in new and colorful clothes, tiny backpacks including a lady with blow dried hair. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">They thanked the driver and started to walk... a whole 20 meters or so to a cafe and there they disappeared inside. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">No photos. I was just too stunned about it all. Is having a Compostela and be able to tell your friends that you have "walked the Camino" really so important?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Meanwhile, back to the real world...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgktSZ1L764D_pxkzUQIZXSD87mKv_CQVvQgvBblIdkkTf2f-9ZgsM_zc9KbUllLXYa1UJSMFzAm6J-Q4YeEqI_nCKii2D4TQqxNdhyphenhyphenPQgC0iLgTUlCWPEC89Ypoq1ytm5gVt1s6QHRZ5xh/s640/blogger-image--2136584220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgktSZ1L764D_pxkzUQIZXSD87mKv_CQVvQgvBblIdkkTf2f-9ZgsM_zc9KbUllLXYa1UJSMFzAm6J-Q4YeEqI_nCKii2D4TQqxNdhyphenhyphenPQgC0iLgTUlCWPEC89Ypoq1ytm5gVt1s6QHRZ5xh/s640/blogger-image--2136584220.jpg"></a></div>The markers showing the distance left to Santiago de Compostela were like an inverted taxameter. They appeared fast and furious and the kilometers just seemed to disappear. Sounded good to me. Here is the 29.5km marker. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfEXBuNi-43xIbe7i63pn_HRTwTolwxWVr7wikzs1XfQZheKXmjuuz9rZhtZiHCmuh-zQR5BuWBSaDKI8ekb6eW3hqyrfCy9ihVpX04f6eYOSh7NLkxS6sYyIE0MviRJfTrN86DGCvV014/s640/blogger-image-244570863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfEXBuNi-43xIbe7i63pn_HRTwTolwxWVr7wikzs1XfQZheKXmjuuz9rZhtZiHCmuh-zQR5BuWBSaDKI8ekb6eW3hqyrfCy9ihVpX04f6eYOSh7NLkxS6sYyIE0MviRJfTrN86DGCvV014/s640/blogger-image-244570863.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The place for morning coffee...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSTp-QC7NqB989puJ-HSlWvAG5-lNbOWLp54fqsSEDi6WzeZJvBEcQjRgTQuz7RiFspl7XSrg7QUoRbRjWkW14DoqHZvfk26UnpmgSXEm3UlXUZ5ZKDvLeAIfbwphdKSOEneksCSfCrEyN/s640/blogger-image--2136628335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSTp-QC7NqB989puJ-HSlWvAG5-lNbOWLp54fqsSEDi6WzeZJvBEcQjRgTQuz7RiFspl7XSrg7QUoRbRjWkW14DoqHZvfk26UnpmgSXEm3UlXUZ5ZKDvLeAIfbwphdKSOEneksCSfCrEyN/s640/blogger-image--2136628335.jpg"></a></div>...and a chorizo boccadillo. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Very nice but the greasy taste of the chorizo did hang around for a while afterwards. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvCaQM7TRy3xn2_NqiPuOUWHnj4-_g6bKnPD-M5Ght107GChpdE0iUE16b5ncm1lum1bMCHSiCTPDsopNLLrqOjvC-IQ9ttKeuFOUJi9U00llGwu24XxFvHIL512B86uvDCxoTcL3CnkES/s640/blogger-image--486452298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvCaQM7TRy3xn2_NqiPuOUWHnj4-_g6bKnPD-M5Ght107GChpdE0iUE16b5ncm1lum1bMCHSiCTPDsopNLLrqOjvC-IQ9ttKeuFOUJi9U00llGwu24XxFvHIL512B86uvDCxoTcL3CnkES/s640/blogger-image--486452298.jpg"></a></div>The cafe's idea for "point of differentiation" was to keep empty beer bottles and display them prominently on a stonewall as you arrived. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The cafe's marketing campaign seemed to work. I went in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxShkWa_ZHMv7RW8bLMfI-Gsv_gZadcNbtQZMYl07GzKvdjWVdadmTFnRW7hAQ9RrrjwF-k9iCg1kugG75PHq_mlTnD3x2VQ88AX6L_gbe6WcKTT0Y_XJ_ePr6324tNqJI-vuvs9W5v_Ld/s640/blogger-image-517694930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxShkWa_ZHMv7RW8bLMfI-Gsv_gZadcNbtQZMYl07GzKvdjWVdadmTFnRW7hAQ9RrrjwF-k9iCg1kugG75PHq_mlTnD3x2VQ88AX6L_gbe6WcKTT0Y_XJ_ePr6324tNqJI-vuvs9W5v_Ld/s640/blogger-image-517694930.jpg"></a></div>Not sure what "Peregrina" was. A local beer perhaps? Never heard of it before. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGGpZcg_fBTmRJQOiTtYQZJ3aA1SzphrjTl-tuEeg_iPDYw0B_1HUtEB2lVZFiRtfCRKarY2IDSZXq6TVwxwqlsHj9xK8zXYcG0KXnX1R_D1EZ1Ai1R0CnOAA8oX_sw_27weQ1tvSBYZy/s640/blogger-image-1680746170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqGGpZcg_fBTmRJQOiTtYQZJ3aA1SzphrjTl-tuEeg_iPDYw0B_1HUtEB2lVZFiRtfCRKarY2IDSZXq6TVwxwqlsHj9xK8zXYcG0KXnX1R_D1EZ1Ai1R0CnOAA8oX_sw_27weQ1tvSBYZy/s640/blogger-image-1680746170.jpg"></a></div>This building / cafe called Bar a Casa Verde in Salceda with its outdoor seating looked like any other on the Camino, but step inside and...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJKqVwoMSczxE6sOCGiKLyGUM89TDTzU6kPSAbWT4UmW2rF6FHZyqIwM5hVQyh0ImEZ1NLrJwVwE89ruUMsz57ruu1teB7rB8EGzY6Od1bhi7xWE9FpvI4Rv63uyGlVN88cyqJFCEebl8/s640/blogger-image-1542360391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJKqVwoMSczxE6sOCGiKLyGUM89TDTzU6kPSAbWT4UmW2rF6FHZyqIwM5hVQyh0ImEZ1NLrJwVwE89ruUMsz57ruu1teB7rB8EGzY6Od1bhi7xWE9FpvI4Rv63uyGlVN88cyqJFCEebl8/s640/blogger-image-1542360391.jpg"></a></div>...and it is a different world. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Flags and jerseys and who knows what were hanging down from the ceiling...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDaM0fA4Y3NfQ8HymvQMTVwek6vPcuMBb9BuiSghpncq44zvNUFGyhECdL8hzicuH-0U_rqtGiG5hZO5ydKds8XCNCGPHNg7MdPTPax-wKw-d1aWJY73wdVW3_GP3ahYt__5tvtv9phk7/s640/blogger-image--698930748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDaM0fA4Y3NfQ8HymvQMTVwek6vPcuMBb9BuiSghpncq44zvNUFGyhECdL8hzicuH-0U_rqtGiG5hZO5ydKds8XCNCGPHNg7MdPTPax-wKw-d1aWJY73wdVW3_GP3ahYt__5tvtv9phk7/s640/blogger-image--698930748.jpg"></a></div>...graffiti galore...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwF2qA1DOTshonW6on_W5BNAdeoDwdYZHb4_YnnOJr5FF6rb2kFBV72XwJMlQ6SeByJ9ih1e4AnM-dpPw9OYCRjPBy64I68DEVwGlC1NspEL6yQnJ8ETw-LiGapZrcmGiywQcRWv0D-Z9B/s640/blogger-image--2030833312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwF2qA1DOTshonW6on_W5BNAdeoDwdYZHb4_YnnOJr5FF6rb2kFBV72XwJMlQ6SeByJ9ih1e4AnM-dpPw9OYCRjPBy64I68DEVwGlC1NspEL6yQnJ8ETw-LiGapZrcmGiywQcRWv0D-Z9B/s640/blogger-image--2030833312.jpg"></a></div>...including on the walls. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZYjun7P4T8ha7Xk_73ROabV1zJitP-CFNjZgv4lTR5pkehBSo1ndFslCKVFH1X9DvF9WAb0EaaFN4kXKv6g0oJUo3i-Uv35hINoi0ZIIzOzfgBVk-pNeJkTc00VoDLgq-lE3E1aSodLR8/s640/blogger-image-19164118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZYjun7P4T8ha7Xk_73ROabV1zJitP-CFNjZgv4lTR5pkehBSo1ndFslCKVFH1X9DvF9WAb0EaaFN4kXKv6g0oJUo3i-Uv35hINoi0ZIIzOzfgBVk-pNeJkTc00VoDLgq-lE3E1aSodLR8/s640/blogger-image-19164118.jpg"></a></div>Even a Norwegian flag had found its way inside Bar a Casa Verde. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64c6w4HDenBP2M-eHcgSb5X0TRhRV2R-VQYMitVv9O7SWg0npoMNPevhsDSqm0NWsTzUKgPaCF-RIprC45FiZy9Ynmp1CJEqU8n4R7qQHQXiejJ29fy_5LT7Gglhwn-cLUa-56UFup8GI/s640/blogger-image--313252244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64c6w4HDenBP2M-eHcgSb5X0TRhRV2R-VQYMitVv9O7SWg0npoMNPevhsDSqm0NWsTzUKgPaCF-RIprC45FiZy9Ynmp1CJEqU8n4R7qQHQXiejJ29fy_5LT7Gglhwn-cLUa-56UFup8GI/s640/blogger-image--313252244.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Again, that point of differentiation seemed to work very well. Bar a Casa Verde was very popular, if nothing else, people went in and got a stamp. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Just down the road, somebody had amused themselves by making a twig cross to hang from a wire. The sun's shadow made for interesting photography. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjuh3YlHBg3q3wrCXNc3jZGrtmpuoqAFAAPJAyXJZdQB2YQw76uYoM421gEGprSLJATar6jhad9RiKcnLQeofzpNOLnru3Pq_XczsXishqu6AMzBskNUilZQPlBi_q4QktmXDk9NXxRPB/s640/blogger-image-293990722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjuh3YlHBg3q3wrCXNc3jZGrtmpuoqAFAAPJAyXJZdQB2YQw76uYoM421gEGprSLJATar6jhad9RiKcnLQeofzpNOLnru3Pq_XczsXishqu6AMzBskNUilZQPlBi_q4QktmXDk9NXxRPB/s640/blogger-image-293990722.jpg"></a></div>I have seen these lilliput car registration plates before but finally decided to take a photo of one this time. They look like something that should hang off a toy car. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5iIpsJRdP1cIUcKGYUqTWx2d84DpJcHzt2ZIEU5zvo4QVOopU3suaGE5ZW3UlfVBK9SC6rqMn7JBuo25mp8sQYT_jtiXyMucEnHjNct8vgXTc-cjl6B-n-awUMI9UWv7-7iHzFKpVim28/s640/blogger-image--868229399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5iIpsJRdP1cIUcKGYUqTWx2d84DpJcHzt2ZIEU5zvo4QVOopU3suaGE5ZW3UlfVBK9SC6rqMn7JBuo25mp8sQYT_jtiXyMucEnHjNct8vgXTc-cjl6B-n-awUMI9UWv7-7iHzFKpVim28/s640/blogger-image--868229399.jpg"></a></div>This beautiful stone table hanging next to a tunnel underneath a road showed the two alternative ways of the Camino just here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaTgVWb1EOOpXx0I-7PUxrfjJHWwrk_uUufKECVcIsf2KH68Vb63oIG1cPJO00Y0LuEAqcDdpSCqPUPN9hv7X5M55uJbFKDiIFLoSURBJ8NPQ9xMw1wHHmrmM0okwEFmVk6sx4yuoHUJu/s640/blogger-image--1303420594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaTgVWb1EOOpXx0I-7PUxrfjJHWwrk_uUufKECVcIsf2KH68Vb63oIG1cPJO00Y0LuEAqcDdpSCqPUPN9hv7X5M55uJbFKDiIFLoSURBJ8NPQ9xMw1wHHmrmM0okwEFmVk6sx4yuoHUJu/s640/blogger-image--1303420594.jpg"></a></div>And this... Thing... Started to talk to us in Spanish as we passed it. It then proceeded to play classical music. Odd. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I tried to find the sensor that triggered it but I couldn't find it. The thing was powered by solar cells and there was a TV screen inside. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYt6BcLGMmdurSsU74UReVdfrcHHLl9AIPCrjKG8XLltKe7f-fDkqC4nGXqElLiPsQNl6wdIcO4fzrnStEjOHxEPqI13f18re_qQ_LrSHGF0TxgZEF1HvZXV0m7-RCpvOf8cCyBrQMQ0PN/s640/blogger-image--336887804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYt6BcLGMmdurSsU74UReVdfrcHHLl9AIPCrjKG8XLltKe7f-fDkqC4nGXqElLiPsQNl6wdIcO4fzrnStEjOHxEPqI13f18re_qQ_LrSHGF0TxgZEF1HvZXV0m7-RCpvOf8cCyBrQMQ0PN/s640/blogger-image--336887804.jpg"></a></div>Tonight's albergue Cruceiro de Pedrouzo believed in advertising and distance markers for how much further the pilgrim has to go to get there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Almost there. 1.8km left to walk. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5AE6kx69AnnTrR032v1ym-m6IUcEt82s1zwXRfgdhQAOuEudW7_NkGfUSS48wAfyknx3erI1hbjw3hiau3zPvBGZv5SaITGptBSEGKBk3N_LYqSAuU5PQxYy1ddeb_rS6i0IpY8V_1Sh/s640/blogger-image-707767741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5AE6kx69AnnTrR032v1ym-m6IUcEt82s1zwXRfgdhQAOuEudW7_NkGfUSS48wAfyknx3erI1hbjw3hiau3zPvBGZv5SaITGptBSEGKBk3N_LYqSAuU5PQxYy1ddeb_rS6i0IpY8V_1Sh/s640/blogger-image-707767741.jpg"></a></div>Santiago has started to appear on my signs now. What's different with this sign was that it was free of graffiti. Many were full of it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-nQp0zKCZnraneb-QN7EL3lUc6WwdM30mr9Ms08WcGhZrTi46dh4OzcqOskL6ylHs1elzNc2wB0mIJ0Tebjr8Ti0cF4Z-t8rqU3oL2h6nLlriTa9NQmv_xjxaab4PWCFKUmhIa-1I-95x/s640/blogger-image--688195274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-nQp0zKCZnraneb-QN7EL3lUc6WwdM30mr9Ms08WcGhZrTi46dh4OzcqOskL6ylHs1elzNc2wB0mIJ0Tebjr8Ti0cF4Z-t8rqU3oL2h6nLlriTa9NQmv_xjxaab4PWCFKUmhIa-1I-95x/s640/blogger-image--688195274.jpg"></a></div>I arrived at Cruceiro de Pedrouzo albergue around 1.45pm, got a bed, had a shower and... </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">...Realized that I left my wall power plug/adapter for charging my iPhone in the last albergue. Presumably in the wall. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">In my plastic bag that was supposed to include two items, the wall plug/adapter and the USB cable was now only the latter. $&@&$@& </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div>I borrowed a power plug to get my phone up to 100% charged but I will have to wait to get a new power plug until arriving in Santiago de Compostela tomorrow. Did I say <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">&@&$@&?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The hospitalero suggested check the local hardware store. Which I did. Which sells cigarettes. But not electrical items. </span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Study of albergue life. Backpacks galore. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GCHilvO1AltvZT-lcI5H2PcPPEcWI6S74ABguAjmp9MC96Jif7IXrjq5WCGxzSMaADU-fqoGFG9hA_uMOASfJiFxAuTZbR3K5hbRc8nLWdVPuyQjEdZ_9ihxbOFnxrdKgKhZRuoFGU9l/s640/blogger-image-2137208150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GCHilvO1AltvZT-lcI5H2PcPPEcWI6S74ABguAjmp9MC96Jif7IXrjq5WCGxzSMaADU-fqoGFG9hA_uMOASfJiFxAuTZbR3K5hbRc8nLWdVPuyQjEdZ_9ihxbOFnxrdKgKhZRuoFGU9l/s640/blogger-image-2137208150.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Well, it is the night before graduation night which is the big one. We all went out that last "Menú del Peregrino" i.e. salad with tuna, mains with chips and no salad and crap wine. It was all there. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZGCQldtZfPlZlK6PEkz9Kf0eFZyfd9HgAiKIcFc8-tykz324wGfBOkzO08leYeYSxEK_mvQvcH0EUjLxEHFtCAv-FL76RGYuJ_jOIFfyfhVTa8WC2Mf16RIiB0mat2FnMzPbPkgjL4eqB/s640/blogger-image--1515894152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZGCQldtZfPlZlK6PEkz9Kf0eFZyfd9HgAiKIcFc8-tykz324wGfBOkzO08leYeYSxEK_mvQvcH0EUjLxEHFtCAv-FL76RGYuJ_jOIFfyfhVTa8WC2Mf16RIiB0mat2FnMzPbPkgjL4eqB/s640/blogger-image--1515894152.jpg"></a></div>Discussions around each of ours best, worst, most etc event, experience etc on the Camino. Fun stuff. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Let's finish off with a few dusk pictures walking back to the albergue Cruceiro de Pedrouzo. Hey, gotta get back to the albergue before too late.</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOX0KMvuAaNoZntqn030LRIMMiiF1_DvEXkped8yEFZkWrNl_17y89Y9vtK3awBOYwyvBtQhXQzk7U1oA-WHJMp_U35tZw_6Hnxut2bodAvHw_WsfdIuRYlVyvEyRQf-Nyt6fqYQNdvxZW/s640/blogger-image--1279529631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOX0KMvuAaNoZntqn030LRIMMiiF1_DvEXkped8yEFZkWrNl_17y89Y9vtK3awBOYwyvBtQhXQzk7U1oA-WHJMp_U35tZw_6Hnxut2bodAvHw_WsfdIuRYlVyvEyRQf-Nyt6fqYQNdvxZW/s640/blogger-image--1279529631.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFF6iA2pTY7HiBnp6OSjvNxv2nzgTKNyFWm_ye0gXA4dY6P7RCpYKmodjQxrebI9_OlvoDBd6aWiGCp0u-mUzueA3CE7GxOLTXw9yXc_haBhKfG_f1k0qsam9ogXE2qIHO896cCoPSEa_y/s640/blogger-image-998737925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFF6iA2pTY7HiBnp6OSjvNxv2nzgTKNyFWm_ye0gXA4dY6P7RCpYKmodjQxrebI9_OlvoDBd6aWiGCp0u-mUzueA3CE7GxOLTXw9yXc_haBhKfG_f1k0qsam9ogXE2qIHO896cCoPSEa_y/s640/blogger-image-998737925.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktA1_G4y_WBRgZabvzp_F-Y1MU4JncSqZh7n4iJp_ThVeO65uHGP2DUVjSul_tCHZGKv_PP66ezpkbrGv_8aEx26iFvtAOyP_UlxS0VqQFZ0u2aPsSzvi1_yr3GOPNDgkqRUMvkOkPYza/s640/blogger-image--1612444323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktA1_G4y_WBRgZabvzp_F-Y1MU4JncSqZh7n4iJp_ThVeO65uHGP2DUVjSul_tCHZGKv_PP66ezpkbrGv_8aEx26iFvtAOyP_UlxS0VqQFZ0u2aPsSzvi1_yr3GOPNDgkqRUMvkOkPYza/s640/blogger-image--1612444323.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32hsdQuzRsoHqJzk75sirPo0uqa4Z8j45z3NfUvekEMQw2vzwfDeL7Dlvcka8ocT5DUoUrt5j_COiImPTsYpdcdS9II7zuD2xuY4ANl0794u3rY0_CEI0eu7G0rGTrVjiT3tmM8yGKLW5/s640/blogger-image--983707046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32hsdQuzRsoHqJzk75sirPo0uqa4Z8j45z3NfUvekEMQw2vzwfDeL7Dlvcka8ocT5DUoUrt5j_COiImPTsYpdcdS9II7zuD2xuY4ANl0794u3rY0_CEI0eu7G0rGTrVjiT3tmM8yGKLW5/s640/blogger-image--983707046.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><u>Post note</u>: I really like these cone shaped snacks. They are delicious and very more-ish. Yes, I probably have too many of them. Waistline can take it. At least for as long as I am on the Camino. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ihMDkygMOE8UrH0FlEKhf9sjDqe3mu4KyEASroRkTZysK-oSM3FudP7Kt5ah6Dq-35y9TcivmQoohg3Kx0EQTCxu1ED8ncKhyphenhypheneRuKLlkYaD3t-l7njKxU6ovsILxAItH0TiDrSJ1lO2K/s640/blogger-image--306392958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ihMDkygMOE8UrH0FlEKhf9sjDqe3mu4KyEASroRkTZysK-oSM3FudP7Kt5ah6Dq-35y9TcivmQoohg3Kx0EQTCxu1ED8ncKhyphenhypheneRuKLlkYaD3t-l7njKxU6ovsILxAItH0TiDrSJ1lO2K/s640/blogger-image--306392958.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-63924919261394584712015-10-20T06:07:00.001-07:002015-10-20T10:20:05.359-07:00Tue 20 Oct - Day 36: Ponte Campaña to Arzua 24km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">746 walked. 39km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Navigational malfunction. </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Also known as getting lost. That's how this day started. A price you may have to pay by leaving and trying to find your way in the dark. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I estimate that we lost perhaps 3km / 45mins by not paying attention to markers and yellow arrows. And that after some 10-15 minutes of walking, first thing in the morning. After backtracking and then realizing that the Camino at one point diverted from the main country road, only highlighted with a grey post partly hidden behind a garbage bin, all shrouded in gloom. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Yep, we were over there on the other side. Where it is gently sloping down... And gently going up again... once you realize that the "Camino" is really a maintenance road leading to a radio transmitting station up on a hill. <br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSyy70rRmiGm_M41KInbiHvrLp3jMVFiLmUiNiNxQPjJauy-LHVZVwJVU9844Ux-eLNWfkfIw3pitzEiqhq8PyNp5pBm4ysX5Dyl94FPoMpNRii6hxBID4SKHYTYlufSc7Kgli5KCEvhzE/s640/blogger-image--1764971285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSyy70rRmiGm_M41KInbiHvrLp3jMVFiLmUiNiNxQPjJauy-LHVZVwJVU9844Ux-eLNWfkfIw3pitzEiqhq8PyNp5pBm4ysX5Dyl94FPoMpNRii6hxBID4SKHYTYlufSc7Kgli5KCEvhzE/s640/blogger-image--1764971285.jpg"></a></div>Well, the art of getting lost could be argued to be a necessary Pilgrim Camino experience. In other words, you haven't done "the way" unless you got lost at some point. That is what I would like to argue. Agree?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As a result, breakfast was not possible until around 9am. And then only hot drinks and tostada. Here. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF3nZOThJam_sa4jtJDnGsaebdRJ4TJ02Zi7xfJCcKOHTohPdP3jW7RoXAqKOoPY9k9yvnYoRiMKEkWMrnVv9GkXtn82WF6VHW2Ogy3la-aNBwu6cVTvg_1XyXR7kwrfwyOjolB-05gFMw/s640/blogger-image-818260138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF3nZOThJam_sa4jtJDnGsaebdRJ4TJ02Zi7xfJCcKOHTohPdP3jW7RoXAqKOoPY9k9yvnYoRiMKEkWMrnVv9GkXtn82WF6VHW2Ogy3la-aNBwu6cVTvg_1XyXR7kwrfwyOjolB-05gFMw/s640/blogger-image-818260138.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After the morning gloom, and occasional very strong winds, today turned out to be a lovely day. Weatherwise as well as the scenery which was varied, green and lush. The small towns and hamlets the Camino passed through were lovely. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIWC7OPi7bYJtG4YS-enZ8kTQzntEX0x3goVOVwLPZ1DSRj2aDyTDmChw50WP8FPmfJSSo2Vgrw07DiKvPU8WVgAUkwOUCGSHeEtLM-CyKwIqFPdfuJtadRN__Jl8M4bSSImw7e94xV2G/s640/blogger-image--1492498740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIWC7OPi7bYJtG4YS-enZ8kTQzntEX0x3goVOVwLPZ1DSRj2aDyTDmChw50WP8FPmfJSSo2Vgrw07DiKvPU8WVgAUkwOUCGSHeEtLM-CyKwIqFPdfuJtadRN__Jl8M4bSSImw7e94xV2G/s640/blogger-image--1492498740.jpg"></a></div>The town of Melide had this interesting pilgrim monument. At its eastern industrial end. Hence the dull background. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Different viewers can likely see different things in it, which of course is how great art should be. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Is it a pilgrim? A collection of bastones/hiking poles? A cross? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You dear reader may see more things in there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJ2T42B9JAbl8_KwXjv39ttd-qADlnoLtrYJJtwZBfbnnVHBa-zJQbQxVf0LLMYoailrOe7fENttpU6qeW0K4_9JncPL2233egdJ88BRJUODDrbrJCdXLsydXJ4nXDW_snus-h3KXShsd/s640/blogger-image--1932601620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJ2T42B9JAbl8_KwXjv39ttd-qADlnoLtrYJJtwZBfbnnVHBa-zJQbQxVf0LLMYoailrOe7fENttpU6qeW0K4_9JncPL2233egdJ88BRJUODDrbrJCdXLsydXJ4nXDW_snus-h3KXShsd/s640/blogger-image--1932601620.jpg"></a></div>Closer to the centre of Melide, it was clearly Hammer time. Can't touch that. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtvFLsKacCOt3vz9fEjAvEFQSSUnnfmaofVXvwYpM-fnu15hE0l1s-cNJReJMQOsgoLeMLy613ZYzu1hm17SPBQftvF_NbA-FEggggCcSZUgiMrlR3kN5qEbiAdhjbxwnoeNPgvg2FEZw/s640/blogger-image--782620695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtvFLsKacCOt3vz9fEjAvEFQSSUnnfmaofVXvwYpM-fnu15hE0l1s-cNJReJMQOsgoLeMLy613ZYzu1hm17SPBQftvF_NbA-FEggggCcSZUgiMrlR3kN5qEbiAdhjbxwnoeNPgvg2FEZw/s640/blogger-image--782620695.jpg"></a></div>Fish shop in Melide. Many (most?) shops seem to end up being called something that ends with -eria. I like cervezeria. And cerveza of course. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSZZO1O9pOdtC3yxkcx6M8SvYZ4KcI5M2TacRqY25EdOMCDeM1hSLC9vr9YlDMLrVAQvRUlYlrg3EH4v6Oitgmq9XU4-w9idWDkrgVqgU_AYstcmvlUDV4S5zFtyUqfKgKQmnKwQbeed_/s640/blogger-image-180768335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJSZZO1O9pOdtC3yxkcx6M8SvYZ4KcI5M2TacRqY25EdOMCDeM1hSLC9vr9YlDMLrVAQvRUlYlrg3EH4v6Oitgmq9XU4-w9idWDkrgVqgU_AYstcmvlUDV4S5zFtyUqfKgKQmnKwQbeed_/s640/blogger-image-180768335.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Here we are exactly 50km away from Santiago de Compostela according to the markers. The countdown has well and truly started. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qbzOl-_fml_ybhuWcnkOHeaHl-LErArY6WZZlKLKmFnGY4drw69KfKP2xZwazFTG0OAzbjM1wN_OnkGdADUARWHwHYdK4kLGdcQAg9u0Tdv0Bj9tL2QZKfRMrNSGawHmxFzK7H8JMxO4/s640/blogger-image-661352222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qbzOl-_fml_ybhuWcnkOHeaHl-LErArY6WZZlKLKmFnGY4drw69KfKP2xZwazFTG0OAzbjM1wN_OnkGdADUARWHwHYdK4kLGdcQAg9u0Tdv0Bj9tL2QZKfRMrNSGawHmxFzK7H8JMxO4/s640/blogger-image-661352222.jpg"></a></div>Since we are well inside the 100km Tourigrino zone, these kind of shops have multiplied...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYZtZhfGwbIEGVLkaAALCPkCM7lGptRGX_3G_jSIT7-tDBtfhOg0HXwehH97Yw9Q7lnTyVk0McxuJfEjIDl8gDIdQcLs2DpGtorOCas-2qtU8bjFH8_2N1_AaTiuEjCXETzdxEihWdT4r/s640/blogger-image--1652098960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYZtZhfGwbIEGVLkaAALCPkCM7lGptRGX_3G_jSIT7-tDBtfhOg0HXwehH97Yw9Q7lnTyVk0McxuJfEjIDl8gDIdQcLs2DpGtorOCas-2qtU8bjFH8_2N1_AaTiuEjCXETzdxEihWdT4r/s640/blogger-image--1652098960.jpg"></a></div>Here we are a further 1km closer to the goalpost. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5975TZrGVnQNTvO1REI1aWhmSVGg4_6T6TVjDf6m-fy4tWth9Kl9oZQxdzRWgbWU6Vssy4i7ZKp3ketBNgBWXpubfFYAwQurJ3xsl6evhYYpus5qkidcFyl159njUL4CvI_sME6qa2DO/s640/blogger-image--775613932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5975TZrGVnQNTvO1REI1aWhmSVGg4_6T6TVjDf6m-fy4tWth9Kl9oZQxdzRWgbWU6Vssy4i7ZKp3ketBNgBWXpubfFYAwQurJ3xsl6evhYYpus5qkidcFyl159njUL4CvI_sME6qa2DO/s640/blogger-image--775613932.jpg"></a></div>Shortly after I realized that I haven't seen any Peregrino on a horse, this guy appeared in the woods. Painting his donkey. As you do. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgy0AkIBUmxuI4rGDx3URJeqM22Cr92yZxoOwsfPU_pVFrVpdZoF02IEeglrVvlvnsIcsyNygqQnfAMazf9ltPOfj-zj-AQZhz1vXLZFP7-2zMSFVR788dKRVumMnyq2SQIE1-6swJkl5/s640/blogger-image--1438582995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgy0AkIBUmxuI4rGDx3URJeqM22Cr92yZxoOwsfPU_pVFrVpdZoF02IEeglrVvlvnsIcsyNygqQnfAMazf9ltPOfj-zj-AQZhz1vXLZFP7-2zMSFVR788dKRVumMnyq2SQIE1-6swJkl5/s640/blogger-image--1438582995.jpg"></a></div>The explanation was here and unsurprising. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The bloke was walking with his 2 donkeys. Not horse or horses but close enough. Of course he was also asking for money. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I did give him a few coins as after all, he provided some amusement and I took a few photos of him and his donkeys as well. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoNozo_CGhPodPCOc1_fj0pUZHREY4_mYXNzVNjtNm-itu88fNX0AXAG0ajM9TGgunWzEeUHXQPIrWi-N8CTC7KxYKlefuM2jfhFwFFkQ-cswAos2kTlC0m5GP30c3IbXvkV0TzRFHqnZE/s640/blogger-image-1821389177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoNozo_CGhPodPCOc1_fj0pUZHREY4_mYXNzVNjtNm-itu88fNX0AXAG0ajM9TGgunWzEeUHXQPIrWi-N8CTC7KxYKlefuM2jfhFwFFkQ-cswAos2kTlC0m5GP30c3IbXvkV0TzRFHqnZE/s640/blogger-image-1821389177.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The bloke's second donkey. Waiting for his paint job perhaps?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfiD9z_U7ed8rarXqFPHcRLvQAOzN5I2lKa8BpW1-v0nLwdDZFIpkmHGrwJCMMNfqYfp-eiXTr0PHzao4ltR24_LTb6GFZitneg3HZpxwvUreRSPU8tb8O3Y8MsCK7cHIjm19weKX6u8h/s640/blogger-image-1349156355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfiD9z_U7ed8rarXqFPHcRLvQAOzN5I2lKa8BpW1-v0nLwdDZFIpkmHGrwJCMMNfqYfp-eiXTr0PHzao4ltR24_LTb6GFZitneg3HZpxwvUreRSPU8tb8O3Y8MsCK7cHIjm19weKX6u8h/s640/blogger-image-1349156355.jpg"></a></div>And here the whole family is together. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUSnykBCDanrUSi9YfcB6-v4V9u3S2yoeky8gRmuqhXy7RN1DvgpsZFy7WalMCbe19j9yPoeHSo0vfcbggPHLG-L4rj3QaHnXXyFs1Mkmeac8TPQt7_4pvZ_5VKRS6L1YnHRt-qKVkwWjd/s640/blogger-image-641521858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUSnykBCDanrUSi9YfcB6-v4V9u3S2yoeky8gRmuqhXy7RN1DvgpsZFy7WalMCbe19j9yPoeHSo0vfcbggPHLG-L4rj3QaHnXXyFs1Mkmeac8TPQt7_4pvZ_5VKRS6L1YnHRt-qKVkwWjd/s640/blogger-image-641521858.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Lunch was another greasy meal of bacon, eggs and chips at this establishment. Which was clearly on the Turigrino route as probably more than half of the customers appeared to be just that. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37m9pu696BR5_G0Wbd-KEKdCsMGhTNpEGi5-w7i86LzMsaBZ3YClU5WCZi4ZI3hN1POFINSO4iOPyYw4umS54x7SwKAZswKS2ZzMrCNfTNldbU6GUUSMfs8e-AZ-XWfSk69mSP1SeczEj/s640/blogger-image-1709521969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37m9pu696BR5_G0Wbd-KEKdCsMGhTNpEGi5-w7i86LzMsaBZ3YClU5WCZi4ZI3hN1POFINSO4iOPyYw4umS54x7SwKAZswKS2ZzMrCNfTNldbU6GUUSMfs8e-AZ-XWfSk69mSP1SeczEj/s640/blogger-image-1709521969.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The woman below came up to me at cafe and tried to be funny by pointing out that the Camino may be one of the few places were one can take off shoes and socks in a cafe. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The noticeable thing about her was that she was wearing lipstick. Note the socks. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUhuR6VxTOy3vEvnWX84usmlfoPgQS8PxzMbuD5mhhUkqbMM51ELnyhqUk26r_qaM8VtKxxbzC5Zp26-sDLNApadVD6cO8QfK0LHrwsXateChcNaUBhCgGHK10jkvSz9SVWgpipGrIiubS/s640/blogger-image--1508122649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUhuR6VxTOy3vEvnWX84usmlfoPgQS8PxzMbuD5mhhUkqbMM51ELnyhqUk26r_qaM8VtKxxbzC5Zp26-sDLNApadVD6cO8QfK0LHrwsXateChcNaUBhCgGHK10jkvSz9SVWgpipGrIiubS/s640/blogger-image--1508122649.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It is interesting to notice that after yesterday's total absence of Turigrinos (except for presumably inside one of the many taxis on the road yesterday), there were back on the Camino today. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The bloke below is not one of the Turigrinos. That is actually Ben. I took the photo here because it looked so good with all the shades of green. </div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHg0bZ5p1znCmPQgOwjkR0VXQsbYVarygC3oCzy7ki3zv6mShqqQvSzeE7QI6hVc7Yi-vEtsI5uPti_CbSWwRR1FVLYf2Vi8d0Ee0sfffew2SUgNXJR456e1xFiPTKmUCAHTi4whxc5fzC/s640/blogger-image-73465180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHg0bZ5p1znCmPQgOwjkR0VXQsbYVarygC3oCzy7ki3zv6mShqqQvSzeE7QI6hVc7Yi-vEtsI5uPti_CbSWwRR1FVLYf2Vi8d0Ee0sfffew2SUgNXJR456e1xFiPTKmUCAHTi4whxc5fzC/s640/blogger-image-73465180.jpg"></a></div>Very close to today's destination of Arzua is the town of Ribadiso. The creek that ran through town made it look very British / Irish. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcoKw8xOdptJtOAR-De8BOQyoUV-XTgv1RD_3phRdeLi6uD6yhiR4ZQtym9KBNDj0_SBXy9WIjj0K32rOvm5JYwdemr_mScRpeKmerimNrqHeV6l4G_mRff-2J2xswE2zCree0kKqAfpy/s640/blogger-image--1391365257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcoKw8xOdptJtOAR-De8BOQyoUV-XTgv1RD_3phRdeLi6uD6yhiR4ZQtym9KBNDj0_SBXy9WIjj0K32rOvm5JYwdemr_mScRpeKmerimNrqHeV6l4G_mRff-2J2xswE2zCree0kKqAfpy/s640/blogger-image--1391365257.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We arrived at 2.15pm at today's destination, albergue Ultreia in the town of Arzua. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8_ZBFZpEVJb7HhtNuiSbWLA0fi6URbgCKvQXmqkDZZ6WBiRyFUQ1Hh-ALGCwXcrfh-s2DlwTPhPDeE0IwADu_4eb5ipmkFGtehymQOrku5rBlN1saz-mgtkN6xrvZv1Ba_I55Mu-6h0E/s640/blogger-image-621120629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8_ZBFZpEVJb7HhtNuiSbWLA0fi6URbgCKvQXmqkDZZ6WBiRyFUQ1Hh-ALGCwXcrfh-s2DlwTPhPDeE0IwADu_4eb5ipmkFGtehymQOrku5rBlN1saz-mgtkN6xrvZv1Ba_I55Mu-6h0E/s640/blogger-image-621120629.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">8 of us pilgrims in the end occupying the whole area in front of a giant window.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyUvqRPnklDxC3LiHXBGqLPzv3Of31l5uU2ZPYM5EKBW21u8R76GIo6PB8v58E85kFGf0HQsPgvAy8YiQZeR0zV8Exr-pPIhrniRE3-aNKg_MshOIicUrQS2ERUpe3ahxsMKT6IAPEmpx/s640/blogger-image-1067904328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyUvqRPnklDxC3LiHXBGqLPzv3Of31l5uU2ZPYM5EKBW21u8R76GIo6PB8v58E85kFGf0HQsPgvAy8YiQZeR0zV8Exr-pPIhrniRE3-aNKg_MshOIicUrQS2ERUpe3ahxsMKT6IAPEmpx/s640/blogger-image-1067904328.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Possibly one of the nicest albergues of the whole Camino. They had a very modern and well equipped kitchen. With washing machine and dryer. </span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEGHV4ym5-aUqOsH3hewre_0kCkyMXdF6PSx53lF-C8mAymbvcFwwHRhIGNyC7TDroTq9Xm1eQTRFUt4HokBZ7yJzhEGxS5d03Hxt9HYfjBFRA1eGN_11FYqITwYQ0JJ3xHTcDJN02gOIk/s640/blogger-image--221029316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEGHV4ym5-aUqOsH3hewre_0kCkyMXdF6PSx53lF-C8mAymbvcFwwHRhIGNyC7TDroTq9Xm1eQTRFUt4HokBZ7yJzhEGxS5d03Hxt9HYfjBFRA1eGN_11FYqITwYQ0JJ3xHTcDJN02gOIk/s640/blogger-image--221029316.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">After settling in at the albergue, Cosmin and I wandered off to one of two supermercados almost next door to each other. Why do they do that and not spread them out a bit? One was closed for siesta while Eroski was open so no contest this time. </font></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Yes, as Cosmin and I were at Eroski, </span></font><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">another bunch of Tourigrinos arrived. Stocking up on hair products perhaps?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1T-jONhj_ebelDNwS1RYUeEO6ih_aNg7-D5sFrvhexpXGA2889nWsNkR913f6WG8_93_migVxG5FzUTlUXdcq0qBBg5Lmf7-ZwS26IuVGXLVhWnGkpO9Sf4fps5GMdR99dx-TdOrnfEI/s640/blogger-image-92381050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1T-jONhj_ebelDNwS1RYUeEO6ih_aNg7-D5sFrvhexpXGA2889nWsNkR913f6WG8_93_migVxG5FzUTlUXdcq0qBBg5Lmf7-ZwS26IuVGXLVhWnGkpO9Sf4fps5GMdR99dx-TdOrnfEI/s640/blogger-image-92381050.jpg"></a></div></font></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">While we onto... Ehhh... Tourigrinos... Something else...? A business...?</span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I was not in the bar of the albergue when this happened but Ben took a few photos to mark the occasion. A bloke came in with a bunch of credentials booklets, 100s ?, and asked for them to all be stamped. </span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Why??? Do we want to know?</span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnUZ6ow7EpREr2U-jNkn21VoMbRiIuaSH9cIb-kepCp3CkVIFmL-j_1ab7SYd-86jTTibMDRNBFKSnFkIk2WUCtIdlPwZC5CJzBWGodWuWek-i8FwtwPmGGIMOfcg4qM_FUKeMkCJgZAJ/s640/blogger-image--127593171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnUZ6ow7EpREr2U-jNkn21VoMbRiIuaSH9cIb-kepCp3CkVIFmL-j_1ab7SYd-86jTTibMDRNBFKSnFkIk2WUCtIdlPwZC5CJzBWGodWuWek-i8FwtwPmGGIMOfcg4qM_FUKeMkCJgZAJ/s640/blogger-image--127593171.jpg"></a></div><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvnZ0jxpAiZhxNIwSQ9azN2pRpTRnpEmFM78lIasqQImgEIm0J7TLcs9CGaZ8dG_4RYvVNAiXFzMoUiwfBn8u8sn_enKBrjSacShFMXjnAGq00yRSPrA74lHzDfcxzFM0SNWJQeY37T4ds/s640/blogger-image--286098482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvnZ0jxpAiZhxNIwSQ9azN2pRpTRnpEmFM78lIasqQImgEIm0J7TLcs9CGaZ8dG_4RYvVNAiXFzMoUiwfBn8u8sn_enKBrjSacShFMXjnAGq00yRSPrA74lHzDfcxzFM0SNWJQeY37T4ds/s640/blogger-image--286098482.jpg"></a></div></span></font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">A quiet evening followed for me. Alcohol free. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">My dinner consisted of Eroski items (ceasar salad, 6 seeds bread - not more pan, and ruby grapefruit juice). Which in a way was a shame as this particular albergue had a reputation for "best food on the Camino". If you believe that kind of thing. </span></font></div></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I also did a bit of planning for what to do beyond the Camino and came up with this tentative plan. </span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Dm6Q5X2TI2Bx89rCYPyuIDAp2P16O59Rqv0UIYFSgiIP6IAMxi1DdOqW9YwOz5JnkUEXIXckgt0UxNxx2TXxSAknN5i7GnhEpYwR-pTQzWcOApMJ8T_kJrv2bfNeZEG0a1zMQ7CSP2OB/s640/blogger-image-411649095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Dm6Q5X2TI2Bx89rCYPyuIDAp2P16O59Rqv0UIYFSgiIP6IAMxi1DdOqW9YwOz5JnkUEXIXckgt0UxNxx2TXxSAknN5i7GnhEpYwR-pTQzWcOApMJ8T_kJrv2bfNeZEG0a1zMQ7CSP2OB/s640/blogger-image-411649095.jpg"></a></div>I have emailed itinerary to my Melbourne Flight Centre contact to see if she can help me with the bookings. </span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Ulf above is of course my old class mate whom I intend to visit as part of the R&R. </span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">That's all folks. Less than 48 hours before entering Santiago de Compostela.</span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></font></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-4590126674116941592015-10-19T02:50:00.001-07:002015-10-19T11:20:14.403-07:00Mon 19 Oct - Day 35: Gonzar to Ponte Campaña 22km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">722km walked. 63km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Today's theme was rain. You don't believe me. Then check out this mornings TV weather forecast. Pretty much the whole of Spain could expect rain. </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsm1OEWDdv8aoKwGdovxDwnJ13afgjVzuXr-PB8mFUWApt9GuzhSW29ovN_6rULGe_8d7sWVe-NXmiLu-zKV-TBQn0IvliFve8CBmMA8-tuxygDSFmRL8bqEh-PpoZgAd5U7pjsoeYiR_/s640/blogger-image-148454520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsm1OEWDdv8aoKwGdovxDwnJ13afgjVzuXr-PB8mFUWApt9GuzhSW29ovN_6rULGe_8d7sWVe-NXmiLu-zKV-TBQn0IvliFve8CBmMA8-tuxygDSFmRL8bqEh-PpoZgAd5U7pjsoeYiR_/s640/blogger-image-148454520.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Thanks to Peregrino Randy from Florida, USA for that picture. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Off we go, Deb and I, a little bit later than normal. We leave the albergue 7.10am or so, walking initially mostly in mist and drizzle. The upcoming dawn provided opportunities for some great photos. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrUWJ3R33I7IHhyphenhyphenNfIFdCfGfpelZHxdkqB1blZJTwPkzD1ZSSVtFTbRNRjtxtFYiGR1LWvIUpojswAeyGru_8Kqf0bJ1WFxtqP1f1sFDoFE9wHeizCjd-BTRLICPz1KeQK9wSoWWH3rzn/s640/blogger-image-328517524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrUWJ3R33I7IHhyphenhyphenNfIFdCfGfpelZHxdkqB1blZJTwPkzD1ZSSVtFTbRNRjtxtFYiGR1LWvIUpojswAeyGru_8Kqf0bJ1WFxtqP1f1sFDoFE9wHeizCjd-BTRLICPz1KeQK9wSoWWH3rzn/s640/blogger-image-328517524.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Very Harry Potteresque. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHzOpVRxov0Ai2Ka-93b8y7fFV6_w0kHEHstg1lht_vsWg7wsLZKdi8dg5bB86pnMb_mQ2hXOYeUhneVRTR9VlwJcqblb7k4qnecinlFUDzJFDxYcGXUWH8x3_G3ql3y0JBbAWpbbofBMf/s640/blogger-image-2067040828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHzOpVRxov0Ai2Ka-93b8y7fFV6_w0kHEHstg1lht_vsWg7wsLZKdi8dg5bB86pnMb_mQ2hXOYeUhneVRTR9VlwJcqblb7k4qnecinlFUDzJFDxYcGXUWH8x3_G3ql3y0JBbAWpbbofBMf/s640/blogger-image-2067040828.jpg"></a></div>The road to... Nowhere? Somewhere? Wet wear?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKls48K3DcTiM0JLDx_6BPmVsHNrOTzfT3PASiyswfuXoUHkYzOqMqY7tdFmbFIY-9g2RvbG2JihE48_5krLhfpWryMaX1nsGgY85K3oec5dKA3mPFj6zw8hmhuPRqZBFlNwqZhfTtYXK/s640/blogger-image-783013585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKls48K3DcTiM0JLDx_6BPmVsHNrOTzfT3PASiyswfuXoUHkYzOqMqY7tdFmbFIY-9g2RvbG2JihE48_5krLhfpWryMaX1nsGgY85K3oec5dKA3mPFj6zw8hmhuPRqZBFlNwqZhfTtYXK/s640/blogger-image-783013585.jpg"></a></div>Funnily enough, the Turigrinos were nowhere to be seen. Probably because the taxi cabs bypassing us in our direction all had darkened passenger windows. I saw at least 3 of these cans. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In addition, the vans shuttling backpacks do sometimes also provide shuttling services for passengers. Read wet Turigrinos. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohAug3TtzNF0TZLbl1OPtKcJoRM8X1rQMOmQ0DiB_hl4IIFbHgiPnNW28M4X_K0JpOUUt2YAMKEWVLGvM-jtZn6f4qU_8TUphPl0d3mrxyXpIO162pSNdbGslp5cHxhoNr2e8BYRQ9iVu/s640/blogger-image-1245635770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohAug3TtzNF0TZLbl1OPtKcJoRM8X1rQMOmQ0DiB_hl4IIFbHgiPnNW28M4X_K0JpOUUt2YAMKEWVLGvM-jtZn6f4qU_8TUphPl0d3mrxyXpIO162pSNdbGslp5cHxhoNr2e8BYRQ9iVu/s640/blogger-image-1245635770.jpg"></a></div>Over to something more Peregrino like. According to the sign, this field was once a Peregrino cemetery. No evidence of it today except the sign informing the reader of that fact and a cross in one corner. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP7RYsmPKu3rVGiAqGKNfbKTle5JvLmohcPbGqKyNOlwsy4Vp3kBqByKXh-hF5wSWvIMDurZ_utA0NnJe0IMQiE1We7s0Ki52lZPIZ0H9WKqO2Iwq-LPwIgUSqo0lgUp0zzYTMA3GbAXGB/s640/blogger-image-207299614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP7RYsmPKu3rVGiAqGKNfbKTle5JvLmohcPbGqKyNOlwsy4Vp3kBqByKXh-hF5wSWvIMDurZ_utA0NnJe0IMQiE1We7s0Ki52lZPIZ0H9WKqO2Iwq-LPwIgUSqo0lgUp0zzYTMA3GbAXGB/s640/blogger-image-207299614.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So did we get wet today? Damn right we got wet. In a futile attempt to find an open bar / cafe, we first couldn't find any. Then the cafe that Deb knew as being very good was closed on Mondays. And today is...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We finally found a cafe / restaurant and got in with all our wet gear. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That is my blue wind and rain jacket hanging to dry off that hatstand. It kind of worked. Water was dripping down on to the floor. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIDa8kgN_qLi-E1iwrlGpOZxaydwoGEJJ5uchuNUIHD4GBjopywcvph7rCKU2UuDR6rrcLfa2SFrHzjBFjmpJ9SmrmRn8iX15mJgwxdF5fD15fd7yyn9dHSiTyEUdleiiayjWnsY7lNU-/s640/blogger-image-1193324571.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuIDa8kgN_qLi-E1iwrlGpOZxaydwoGEJJ5uchuNUIHD4GBjopywcvph7rCKU2UuDR6rrcLfa2SFrHzjBFjmpJ9SmrmRn8iX15mJgwxdF5fD15fd7yyn9dHSiTyEUdleiiayjWnsY7lNU-/s640/blogger-image-1193324571.jpg"></a></div>Boots and socks off. Disgusting? Maybe. Do I care? Not at all. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Any drying out is good. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ib_50Gxj_6dGNoZPocfPJN3ZV0ZYFRS7gUMiSqJnlUvWeKaGf9OtUiaPB7Ok_Asih6veCDUTaAyOAPWAM8qKfkDQdds7SCSxTvxt7jx6SI2lvLniUcmksmZVyuIFx7-CVStVxC9uSD0O/s640/blogger-image-1014030092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ib_50Gxj_6dGNoZPocfPJN3ZV0ZYFRS7gUMiSqJnlUvWeKaGf9OtUiaPB7Ok_Asih6veCDUTaAyOAPWAM8qKfkDQdds7SCSxTvxt7jx6SI2lvLniUcmksmZVyuIFx7-CVStVxC9uSD0O/s640/blogger-image-1014030092.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">H</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">ey, I could even feel that my undies were wet. A most unpleasant sensation I could do without. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So how do I looked this wet Camino day, the wettest so far. Well, what can you do apart from eating some more cement and harden the $&@/ up?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoRWarVT2qxjKimjA_-ACIZqPw2ZmNjhOpqCUWILiRT1YHc_Ho0TUYf7lvdTvUpu4E2scsBDivUbLn5gm9OOKShiTGTsgYKkoeBxrBC0aCCbjBetykI1tYh1RvXwv1bxVZUPFvZcFJTjs/s640/blogger-image--2036761869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoRWarVT2qxjKimjA_-ACIZqPw2ZmNjhOpqCUWILiRT1YHc_Ho0TUYf7lvdTvUpu4E2scsBDivUbLn5gm9OOKShiTGTsgYKkoeBxrBC0aCCbjBetykI1tYh1RvXwv1bxVZUPFvZcFJTjs/s640/blogger-image--2036761869.jpg"></a></div>After a hamburger lunch, with tea and then a hot cup of chocolate and a token effort to dry up, it was on the road again. The wet road again. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">However, the weather improved somewhat and after a quick walk through the small town of Palas de Rei, we arrived in the tiny settlement of Ponte Campaña Moto. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Our destination for today was supposed to be the hamlet of Mato-Casanova, great name, but today's albergue was in the village before, hence an earlier than expected arrival at 1.45pm. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We are now a group of 9 peregrinos from a variety of countries walking together and the 2 Canadians, Don and Cosmin, were already at our chosen albergue called Casa Domingo. A rustic looking place with a nice homely feeling and...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOcKZKVDpXaMSMJQPny3QOfKPALEDDqygu_czrHA9GxjFM-EubCPstDWOzRcztsdPvT43lR9K-NkuM1EO4uqZxYyxCvaRrRfWuFW-45wq22FcCPcUlSN5SgUuFsqOP-VFA4K4gZF6N47pc/s640/blogger-image--1303026864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOcKZKVDpXaMSMJQPny3QOfKPALEDDqygu_czrHA9GxjFM-EubCPstDWOzRcztsdPvT43lR9K-NkuM1EO4uqZxYyxCvaRrRfWuFW-45wq22FcCPcUlSN5SgUuFsqOP-VFA4K4gZF6N47pc/s640/blogger-image--1303026864.jpg"></a></div>...with the biggest Camino shell outside the albergue that I have seen on the Camino. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJeDwHUi8f38oPCxTFKJdOWJcl2whe30Dq3LgbyUCetbDKpvkfz9PAkTQtJkob7JrvlVKh-ZGvh74BlomHMxKYvSKQx6Q80CmzKKGwoMyW2au9ztKP1az6GTtpYVuF08Y291E59KlHUPF/s640/blogger-image--364152726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJeDwHUi8f38oPCxTFKJdOWJcl2whe30Dq3LgbyUCetbDKpvkfz9PAkTQtJkob7JrvlVKh-ZGvh74BlomHMxKYvSKQx6Q80CmzKKGwoMyW2au9ztKP1az6GTtpYVuF08Y291E59KlHUPF/s640/blogger-image--364152726.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">The rustic salon/comedor. Don and Cosmin to the left. Note the chairs on the wall. And the old bike frame. </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibhwRN5ouVsBBjmR4DaJ4P31du38dmSnUKm7yttFnPH3ZMgn-sjyp2qbWb722wQCLiZEqiw1qWEaSWI33AiI4fXPDaJgj-aqCsiFJuu2xxiFkz0krglLrodcBzdUvL6mvTUr9pxyTZDyOY/s640/blogger-image--1639817757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibhwRN5ouVsBBjmR4DaJ4P31du38dmSnUKm7yttFnPH3ZMgn-sjyp2qbWb722wQCLiZEqiw1qWEaSWI33AiI4fXPDaJgj-aqCsiFJuu2xxiFkz0krglLrodcBzdUvL6mvTUr9pxyTZDyOY/s640/blogger-image--1639817757.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">High ceilings. The whole place looked like a converted barn or barns. Which is probably had been given each external door was split horizontally through the centre. </span></div></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2QfENSJOvRHpk3aQ1YwxX7xR7hLPWA5QZd6Ip4VUZqwH8k368FKMyY2F_AyMpZjslV8BEZB1n-JpJzd7A4-3tepcsEpmrsJpzF2CiEvxK4OT5OdbddAfs5aS6gi1zEVTz8AaK6M6oOpX/s640/blogger-image-1569228953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2QfENSJOvRHpk3aQ1YwxX7xR7hLPWA5QZd6Ip4VUZqwH8k368FKMyY2F_AyMpZjslV8BEZB1n-JpJzd7A4-3tepcsEpmrsJpzF2CiEvxK4OT5OdbddAfs5aS6gi1zEVTz8AaK6M6oOpX/s640/blogger-image-1569228953.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well, the afternoon was nice and warm with a fire and heaters. The heaters also dried the boots and my very wet hat. All the wet clothing was sent off for washing and drying, a service most albergues provide. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdI01zxon5Nrf-XGB3y0eBUTZ1hjy2EaZ3qpw8v92XWGtATRtYNUL0kxYTqKil4wfoHeuikJ2aGtrighNrsIpSl5-_kCQ_5MRKkX_4Ht2MzN9Q83Lrcu6vo5VOZOi_cVxKjpcvv4vAXm5B/s640/blogger-image-216917832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdI01zxon5Nrf-XGB3y0eBUTZ1hjy2EaZ3qpw8v92XWGtATRtYNUL0kxYTqKil4wfoHeuikJ2aGtrighNrsIpSl5-_kCQ_5MRKkX_4Ht2MzN9Q83Lrcu6vo5VOZOi_cVxKjpcvv4vAXm5B/s640/blogger-image-216917832.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">just found out that there are new blog readers in yet another country, Canada (the pressure, the pressure). </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">So for our Canadian blog readers (and for our Canadian Peregrinos as well), here are close ups of the Canadians in our group. </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">Don:</div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg709ehn9eBnTDu8dlVW_RTDVLrCiM5PJA3he7mh5DK62xKBULXHj7gGGt1ETogs5RwlnjPw8cl9TVP3fMrmCECgfbpqRVEhPcSQwoVGyipwvWGXBLGaEon1Gu93i37j5fyuZ10ZmxBhvuq/s640/blogger-image-1164842075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg709ehn9eBnTDu8dlVW_RTDVLrCiM5PJA3he7mh5DK62xKBULXHj7gGGt1ETogs5RwlnjPw8cl9TVP3fMrmCECgfbpqRVEhPcSQwoVGyipwvWGXBLGaEon1Gu93i37j5fyuZ10ZmxBhvuq/s640/blogger-image-1164842075.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Cosmin:</div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFAaHUXqITOmdrXs6qWXTd1TPcVAevg-4PuoL9XS9mco6B51iSfdrrP_ny_oKDKniqHmsyCQgBYf44PmINHVTxynK4NVMWiYQIgWEFysk65OmRvTHYngk9PO91YgW2rmdoo0lw73NOO4x8/s640/blogger-image--1376932811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFAaHUXqITOmdrXs6qWXTd1TPcVAevg-4PuoL9XS9mco6B51iSfdrrP_ny_oKDKniqHmsyCQgBYf44PmINHVTxynK4NVMWiYQIgWEFysk65OmRvTHYngk9PO91YgW2rmdoo0lw73NOO4x8/s640/blogger-image--1376932811.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">OK most of the afternoon was spent in the salon/comedor chatting and drinking vino Tinto or cerveza. And snacking nuts and crisps. </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">Don came up with a new formula 50/40/10 for friends reactions to any of us walking the Camino. It goes as follows:</div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">- 50% don't care about us doing or not doing the Camino</div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">- 40% think that we are nuts doing the Camino</div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">- 10% get excited, want to hear about it and may want to do it themselves </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">Hmm.. Don may be onto something here. That ratio sounds about right. </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;">Dinner... At 7.30pm. A fancy looking affair around a horse shoe table. With table cloth. For dirty smelly Peregrinos. Primero is being served. </div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBb7GaeaSmbpNLv_V2iOsIX9OxwsZk0XwAYZA7fhbPELhOBLm1zflTUmx87nCEomPYUQ5JGSbA5cEGE9P5_pXT5maXmi0f1jy4LWY8QAbmQcBLL-X1ifgZj6XYZQ2nnEpUH_NW6BIJyuos/s640/blogger-image-1082547783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBb7GaeaSmbpNLv_V2iOsIX9OxwsZk0XwAYZA7fhbPELhOBLm1zflTUmx87nCEomPYUQ5JGSbA5cEGE9P5_pXT5maXmi0f1jy4LWY8QAbmQcBLL-X1ifgZj6XYZQ2nnEpUH_NW6BIJyuos/s640/blogger-image-1082547783.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">OK, paper table clothes but anyway. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I am becoming a real fan of lentil soup. I've had it a few times and I really like it but tonight's lentil soup was seriously good. I had 3 servings. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6HfGQugXKocFichyphenhyphen07e_Z0LnsikR_5igASMyOIixlyBwnaCE61hCCdPX54vCNvZ2siUUnAwdb4suwE0rsR2fHRzTHOqb5O0mZkbTq1BjwCfcmIestu7cHJTxDRZSatm3v2SsjmRgaxD8/s640/blogger-image--1398720989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6HfGQugXKocFichyphenhyphen07e_Z0LnsikR_5igASMyOIixlyBwnaCE61hCCdPX54vCNvZ2siUUnAwdb4suwE0rsR2fHRzTHOqb5O0mZkbTq1BjwCfcmIestu7cHJTxDRZSatm3v2SsjmRgaxD8/s640/blogger-image--1398720989.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I also had 1 serving of the pumpkin soup which was excellent too. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Main was spaghetti and meatballs. Better than I expected but not really what I would like to get. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh well, it's not yet 8.30pm and I am ready for bed.</span></div></div></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-44081870146151878532015-10-18T03:21:00.001-07:002015-10-18T07:51:00.046-07:00Sun 18 Oct - Day 34: Barbadelo to Gonzar 26km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">700km walked. 85km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Today we are truly into Tourigrino territory. Why? Because today I broke the "less than 100km left to go" barrier. Which is the distance that most Tourigrinos only walk. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">In addition, I also walked 700km (or more if you believe the markers along the Camino and put less emphasis on the guide book). </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Deb and I left Casa Barbadelo around 7.30am after indulging in a bacon and eggs breakfast there which was really good. <br></span><div><br></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Galician weather proved to be as unpredictable as what I had understood it to be. It was supposed to be sunny with some clouds but it was overcast almost all day with small amounts of rain at times. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Is this a dunny? Perhaps not. Grain storage maybe? I would have liked it to be an outdoor dunny...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3vJxjBm_jrTX3kqxmxtRnBeLq_punngPeUdjaIBQDyjskZYMobniAlqSUaKgD-Dkml4gW0RwPlDP21_h8sP4wSbaBIlk493QgqgLbCrg2bfWb2fIU2XYxD7pvtIOZAoV-0wg5mXsjZwe/s640/blogger-image--1643218268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3vJxjBm_jrTX3kqxmxtRnBeLq_punngPeUdjaIBQDyjskZYMobniAlqSUaKgD-Dkml4gW0RwPlDP21_h8sP4wSbaBIlk493QgqgLbCrg2bfWb2fIU2XYxD7pvtIOZAoV-0wg5mXsjZwe/s640/blogger-image--1643218268.jpg"></a></div>Beautiful Galician landscape today yet again. Narrow country lanes. Rolling hills. Cool weather perfect for walking. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Yb29AHnyRxO4c9zFPBs_l5Ld6GJWJDEVaC0wNSTPCQ8hmw7WLuyc1WIvKGTarKOkBIwf7XVYGK8yUJF2zcTo2DMgOGimw5R8mMOHVQBAtwetvhFk6V8v3Ziz7V1K4gEigxGl7kh1W59y/s640/blogger-image--1472217370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Yb29AHnyRxO4c9zFPBs_l5Ld6GJWJDEVaC0wNSTPCQ8hmw7WLuyc1WIvKGTarKOkBIwf7XVYGK8yUJF2zcTo2DMgOGimw5R8mMOHVQBAtwetvhFk6V8v3Ziz7V1K4gEigxGl7kh1W59y/s640/blogger-image--1472217370.jpg"></a></div>A note about chestnuts and their shells that seem to be found all over northwestern Spain. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQPqEY8a-HIoFJIp3j9Og1VlKolsg4rFMKS33quYdNMZrzHZ0mfn9A-eP4ti64f8TEJ9P8lZ4JG3YfoHL3uzOnW9p4d6BK184YLy5B2u7EEaAkC8whdY5RbkgijvCv83_PZVS3gzCW2II/s640/blogger-image-1054973747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQPqEY8a-HIoFJIp3j9Og1VlKolsg4rFMKS33quYdNMZrzHZ0mfn9A-eP4ti64f8TEJ9P8lZ4JG3YfoHL3uzOnW9p4d6BK184YLy5B2u7EEaAkC8whdY5RbkgijvCv83_PZVS3gzCW2II/s640/blogger-image-1054973747.jpg"></a></div>The hairy chestnut shells do sometimes look like tennis balls. The chestnuts can suddenly just drop down from the trees and if you are unlucky, which thankfully I haven't been yet, and one of them hitting your head...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaydZ0TO0uvQxATaOloNM8s3daDzWwI7OgNaKuX_5IesI19poGmbCJp0pVkBIQYtswL6UixVJ5R3djFO8BdcITcGRJPhqyne5MaZn21jVYKfCota7X6SAeScBoKwdG3YucL6uwPiAEC5n/s640/blogger-image-2100352265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaydZ0TO0uvQxATaOloNM8s3daDzWwI7OgNaKuX_5IesI19poGmbCJp0pVkBIQYtswL6UixVJ5R3djFO8BdcITcGRJPhqyne5MaZn21jVYKfCota7X6SAeScBoKwdG3YucL6uwPiAEC5n/s640/blogger-image-2100352265.jpg"></a></div>This is of course how the chestnuts look like without their shells. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You can constantly see Spaniards skimming through ground covers to harvest them. I can understand why, as roasted chestnuts are really tasty. I've tried them a couple of times while walking the Camino. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGa4Sm7LgUZsaFF6tXpCIcQypWL4AogmT8MhMfP1i8hHu5OeAPO3fCm3iAv1Z0n-r6xTfXSdPbNjoNKSZm0t8ybnwwyA_GIqsQeFT-9gLpadFEiI9fYbokweTB8vzJ_ODVuehNoh5LyKC/s640/blogger-image-1787376108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGa4Sm7LgUZsaFF6tXpCIcQypWL4AogmT8MhMfP1i8hHu5OeAPO3fCm3iAv1Z0n-r6xTfXSdPbNjoNKSZm0t8ybnwwyA_GIqsQeFT-9gLpadFEiI9fYbokweTB8vzJ_ODVuehNoh5LyKC/s640/blogger-image-1787376108.jpg"></a></div>In addition to chestnuts, there are plenty of apple trees along this part of the Camino. These apples had been harvested from a huge orchard. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL0noazutLoilG4_qSexFKt3tsQ8TeuxyF_zBiFZYNIVvJ1p0kcr-dSpaQiDwxGaKi52c366acf3MQxGfN0_EA8zFUDCvG3T6QfI28XDJ5Wi7VjZvOFwYkgkmbxb0azIIHx9oOtivnr3Xt/s640/blogger-image-47627417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL0noazutLoilG4_qSexFKt3tsQ8TeuxyF_zBiFZYNIVvJ1p0kcr-dSpaQiDwxGaKi52c366acf3MQxGfN0_EA8zFUDCvG3T6QfI28XDJ5Wi7VjZvOFwYkgkmbxb0azIIHx9oOtivnr3Xt/s640/blogger-image-47627417.jpg"></a></div>Beautiful landscape yet again. Did I mention that?</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVqsoLhlgcz_4kkPv0kHp9IUUHMqL6i6EFLGvFmNAJJI6VortIhtl_vBHb8_UpejQ5KYU5dAOaR2GBU2hEALjQmZ8pEDa-IWgHobBrc8d9v0EAi2i0yT54-BTomcGwzIb60pux4lIQDsP/s640/blogger-image--929214246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVqsoLhlgcz_4kkPv0kHp9IUUHMqL6i6EFLGvFmNAJJI6VortIhtl_vBHb8_UpejQ5KYU5dAOaR2GBU2hEALjQmZ8pEDa-IWgHobBrc8d9v0EAi2i0yT54-BTomcGwzIb60pux4lIQDsP/s640/blogger-image--929214246.jpg"></a></div>This 100km left to walk marker is a hoax. That is not true. The distance to Santiago de Compostela from here </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">is probably 100.5km. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidUoLEz5DoiOWY9pyIf3YgeX_ewfd75a1qEPBLowmHcVQ6Gt39Crd-DUYNHp-MyAVz-7gLom6YfF_IiJPUKXRXwin4jn6N25HkRtuTklLSrveoed_0o-zzaNDcpxS0_SYdGDcPlJE6bZ-/s640/blogger-image-1120847505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidUoLEz5DoiOWY9pyIf3YgeX_ewfd75a1qEPBLowmHcVQ6Gt39Crd-DUYNHp-MyAVz-7gLom6YfF_IiJPUKXRXwin4jn6N25HkRtuTklLSrveoed_0o-zzaNDcpxS0_SYdGDcPlJE6bZ-/s640/blogger-image-1120847505.jpg"></a></div>Now this is the true 100km left to walk marker. I just had to have that occasion permanently marked with a photo. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG1ee9Q2NKreAIwbTTgmYIjBkUSZ02TcZii1NOAunaxslwEtH_aIGNRJlgI6r_pzyXGV-gAnY1-9yXKDrLL7j4pqvX1HI83BQ2AYJG3tQGHdGIBevy56Du1LncXuZ1XIhjvd8nK3JiLL3-/s640/blogger-image--1598721252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG1ee9Q2NKreAIwbTTgmYIjBkUSZ02TcZii1NOAunaxslwEtH_aIGNRJlgI6r_pzyXGV-gAnY1-9yXKDrLL7j4pqvX1HI83BQ2AYJG3tQGHdGIBevy56Du1LncXuZ1XIhjvd8nK3JiLL3-/s640/blogger-image--1598721252.jpg"></a></div>Unfortunately, the 100km marker was also tainted by graffiti. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDQUWv12Skhj8dRodFnWTzfdJtuHcXhK5R3Rth7xaYk8ucNfg0rJlGo2XmoOY34myX6S-hi3BiPSjDWFE0Z-A4otzF40COuzrAA8-O6VIXFEDyr2W20wPuBbhPP_bIBvDUQ_DciDa4V_Ox/s640/blogger-image-1860237957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDQUWv12Skhj8dRodFnWTzfdJtuHcXhK5R3Rth7xaYk8ucNfg0rJlGo2XmoOY34myX6S-hi3BiPSjDWFE0Z-A4otzF40COuzrAA8-O6VIXFEDyr2W20wPuBbhPP_bIBvDUQ_DciDa4V_Ox/s640/blogger-image-1860237957.jpg"></a></div>From here, there is less than 100km left to walk to Santiago de Compostela. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You can see that marker from above to the left in this photo looking back to from where I walked from. So several meters further...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7dLyrPxdFH4CPe5tYZB_tCu6XutP86wBX5pEXl86MyIMjwzh62A-jWi5ENlI19-H1GlVnq7SIjxS28zsjZ83k-pv7R6gGpBxBqJc7ICw_oYEOGPSrhwkhWj6_HpdMHc5gYS3-Ic53kyxj/s640/blogger-image-1137060590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7dLyrPxdFH4CPe5tYZB_tCu6XutP86wBX5pEXl86MyIMjwzh62A-jWi5ENlI19-H1GlVnq7SIjxS28zsjZ83k-pv7R6gGpBxBqJc7ICw_oYEOGPSrhwkhWj6_HpdMHc5gYS3-Ic53kyxj/s640/blogger-image-1137060590.jpg"></a></div>I did mention Turigrinos didn't I? These are Australians. Note their fancy and unwrinkled clothing, white gym shoes and the perfect hair of the lady to the left. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJX1rETYiSaz-wjW8QJQB3kcXHgzXvFbtbocJw6-J1qmbt1ZoSBoKn2w-iB_x7EdRWyj8LfCcxII8jckIt7J_URiRm4Zy4JnD8JrNrruvId5VT1xIpTBC-1YjnUlTJzworf-DHUPISvggx/s640/blogger-image-1026654161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJX1rETYiSaz-wjW8QJQB3kcXHgzXvFbtbocJw6-J1qmbt1ZoSBoKn2w-iB_x7EdRWyj8LfCcxII8jckIt7J_URiRm4Zy4JnD8JrNrruvId5VT1xIpTBC-1YjnUlTJzworf-DHUPISvggx/s640/blogger-image-1026654161.jpg"></a></div>Then this Spanish family. Some of them looked more like they were on their way to a yoga session rather than "walking the Camino".</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMTvclXugOUnD8b1PRtJaZarzzbx1xFjyqpDoHEZz4hnW2VVWCOgmdkQ10XvThGw1BK9HXvZ8TjDybrb_67dsGIy6F5On0yacqdugZ-MbDMmkr712-3GMPYgS9HdOP4FxcSznmeW1k3yP5/s640/blogger-image--589935430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMTvclXugOUnD8b1PRtJaZarzzbx1xFjyqpDoHEZz4hnW2VVWCOgmdkQ10XvThGw1BK9HXvZ8TjDybrb_67dsGIy6F5On0yacqdugZ-MbDMmkr712-3GMPYgS9HdOP4FxcSznmeW1k3yP5/s640/blogger-image--589935430.jpg"></a></div>The final Tourigrino picture from today. These two had new clothes, same brand of backpacks, I think same type of jackets. They were so cute holding hands at times. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOTK9IvFveIRVONpZx86HDTMknd42KThzXIx76sUDsGagUAibLqlYhzOGohsnrGOPkL5-JUo2BYiQb-96v_MrkGJKsM3Wx3NLuoyfLWDPd3GiqNAgiFS8bXpJeO8-L7A9PZG2DW18D9go/s640/blogger-image--660403752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOTK9IvFveIRVONpZx86HDTMknd42KThzXIx76sUDsGagUAibLqlYhzOGohsnrGOPkL5-JUo2BYiQb-96v_MrkGJKsM3Wx3NLuoyfLWDPd3GiqNAgiFS8bXpJeO8-L7A9PZG2DW18D9go/s640/blogger-image--660403752.jpg"></a></div>Fast forward to the lovely town of Portomarin, which is up the hill below. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOxUKAgIlG1rGUH5d2dvkFXPiObBtOaBeY9wV_yHjQ_9SmYcXYKx0p4F93Kkya7Q8VX0wL91hpo-kqj2ybI_jKL1LGQbzTycNB6SxyglU-bKkBzKW2BICOvha4FFqGK-hQmXCIWl7yqds5/s640/blogger-image-774091085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOxUKAgIlG1rGUH5d2dvkFXPiObBtOaBeY9wV_yHjQ_9SmYcXYKx0p4F93Kkya7Q8VX0wL91hpo-kqj2ybI_jKL1LGQbzTycNB6SxyglU-bKkBzKW2BICOvha4FFqGK-hQmXCIWl7yqds5/s640/blogger-image-774091085.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The river Rio Miño underneath the bridges can apparently get very wide as a lot of water gets collected by the river at times. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLU2xg2C06uBA-txn83EyealzBix4I7I3DD6_ir0jf5jt_f9MOCjJ0twY7ptJxz5H8HdMgMxp32SwtEfph9yWD8w-DgApCUUc9t-xWbB7pB0wnG5sjS117SQg4iIc72NQ1qEkO30u1KNyB/s640/blogger-image--552179729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLU2xg2C06uBA-txn83EyealzBix4I7I3DD6_ir0jf5jt_f9MOCjJ0twY7ptJxz5H8HdMgMxp32SwtEfph9yWD8w-DgApCUUc9t-xWbB7pB0wnG5sjS117SQg4iIc72NQ1qEkO30u1KNyB/s640/blogger-image--552179729.jpg"></a></div>Looking down from middle of <span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">the bridge. </span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvQ5fioMuyc8gBbbHvksz0UDHErgWWWCBTj9RX-coibdNTQCMZn7pNnR2Q1Nc_DURHCpjZ1qKaFlkJKc3lKXp_TVGFul8oG5r6X7MahLg2vdTOC3jb0Jnf51S_zG7IL4ANMgW9CKyyzb3v/s640/blogger-image--2027827525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvQ5fioMuyc8gBbbHvksz0UDHErgWWWCBTj9RX-coibdNTQCMZn7pNnR2Q1Nc_DURHCpjZ1qKaFlkJKc3lKXp_TVGFul8oG5r6X7MahLg2vdTOC3jb0Jnf51S_zG7IL4ANMgW9CKyyzb3v/s640/blogger-image--2027827525.jpg"></a></div>The main bridge from the Pontomarin side. Yes, the Spanish Tourigrino family is there too. </div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnyKMRwYXmifZIn7ziHd-NxdMSMLonvMzyKfnZoHHVJA3kijM9XO_5-dSZpl34BUHbMDrg_GJFnLeJJJiUHJzEhM6IbeLV_JQxQ3BG0afhrEG3R7gTP_0Kmb547kQS_IGBY8tjiL_RWg-/s640/blogger-image--1075868014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnyKMRwYXmifZIn7ziHd-NxdMSMLonvMzyKfnZoHHVJA3kijM9XO_5-dSZpl34BUHbMDrg_GJFnLeJJJiUHJzEhM6IbeLV_JQxQ3BG0afhrEG3R7gTP_0Kmb547kQS_IGBY8tjiL_RWg-/s640/blogger-image--1075868014.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8v8LszGdh8AoEqyz1iU_-Y-8CwJWwXzrpZac_OoHPqHiKe07M8VaszxF60S00-t6FoYCrvuPwJgdwk7efLWTlvVFuRKNqDDJVTeLzrff033Mk1yvnvQ4G59SZQ7Tb4yCicZ9weq4ydpvM/s640/blogger-image-1383312974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8v8LszGdh8AoEqyz1iU_-Y-8CwJWwXzrpZac_OoHPqHiKe07M8VaszxF60S00-t6FoYCrvuPwJgdwk7efLWTlvVFuRKNqDDJVTeLzrff033Mk1yvnvQ4G59SZQ7Tb4yCicZ9weq4ydpvM/s640/blogger-image-1383312974.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIKQCVehmpxUn5zQR4qtNKoesRZBUMrdOoPkE6zwl3CrY5gZ4u6emd4XpuaquSDeQ_vdh6t-P8042QsOr-f7FVzznMNwx6eQzJpFXPbCOYioQjNr7I0McE4yvbHEiYhFO6zf00K5DPOhDY/s640/blogger-image--1595132033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIKQCVehmpxUn5zQR4qtNKoesRZBUMrdOoPkE6zwl3CrY5gZ4u6emd4XpuaquSDeQ_vdh6t-P8042QsOr-f7FVzznMNwx6eQzJpFXPbCOYioQjNr7I0McE4yvbHEiYhFO6zf00K5DPOhDY/s640/blogger-image--1595132033.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The occasion required a selfie. </div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYeHDJyrkzSV-CEJ8UMpkjzJvQW4JP5VvivSgz3yZTSMK4QFxpjSzPvjkjxhRWw8Q8VV1q0JDlRjQmft5Wz0XPOAZyWjN8fQU9AmNqsne4-Ryn4HJwZDzGLealh6XET2wJDchGveLvJL3v/s640/blogger-image-1101583636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYeHDJyrkzSV-CEJ8UMpkjzJvQW4JP5VvivSgz3yZTSMK4QFxpjSzPvjkjxhRWw8Q8VV1q0JDlRjQmft5Wz0XPOAZyWjN8fQU9AmNqsne4-Ryn4HJwZDzGLealh6XET2wJDchGveLvJL3v/s640/blogger-image-1101583636.jpg"></a></div>Deb and I had lunch in Pontomarin. I had a barbecue pizza which was awful. I forced down half of the pizza just to be polite but no return business here. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXKQ4Se2wVwiPJ-M_nwzwjlYe73LyDhQeAvqzP3HmqJiZEHn523Cc2x-4cpDdno15MclecbWOcondlbhKQCVa0D3ZoErMj01zmiWnI2wfKRY7DVckds_8DtXlzBLXi1GS-g3dS7XT9Zo6J/s640/blogger-image-917716284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXKQ4Se2wVwiPJ-M_nwzwjlYe73LyDhQeAvqzP3HmqJiZEHn523Cc2x-4cpDdno15MclecbWOcondlbhKQCVa0D3ZoErMj01zmiWnI2wfKRY7DVckds_8DtXlzBLXi1GS-g3dS7XT9Zo6J/s640/blogger-image-917716284.jpg"></a></div>A couple of more pictures from Pontomarin. Yes, I liked it. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUeTW1Mp4BH8Cn4NUxOCkO-xBXA3hBEzyiVR1T9otvRhRlIX1Ivf9b5Ce963lKnnPp68U5K_GdGWD99eV8useTWgQXL5JkTpLMswQOSduq7SDY0Teb5pB1DH9ESz__eijWBVFqQOp0jxvT/s640/blogger-image-454740269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUeTW1Mp4BH8Cn4NUxOCkO-xBXA3hBEzyiVR1T9otvRhRlIX1Ivf9b5Ce963lKnnPp68U5K_GdGWD99eV8useTWgQXL5JkTpLMswQOSduq7SDY0Teb5pB1DH9ESz__eijWBVFqQOp0jxvT/s640/blogger-image-454740269.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIneD6EGocIUGYDZFdZQqHir8y1FF9Jep1aHKTHeMl74nGjG0buU5qfuogDOcnzmspKeCIe11wd9WFJEPMYSSAaWhXi-kwPHDne-NEgr_Wo4n59OhNAgU2X-fV9L-2AS4IiJ32aDu_-JQA/s640/blogger-image--1297243277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIneD6EGocIUGYDZFdZQqHir8y1FF9Jep1aHKTHeMl74nGjG0buU5qfuogDOcnzmspKeCIe11wd9WFJEPMYSSAaWhXi-kwPHDne-NEgr_Wo4n59OhNAgU2X-fV9L-2AS4IiJ32aDu_-JQA/s640/blogger-image--1297243277.jpg"></a></div>On the homestretch to today's destination of Gonzar, there suddenly was barking. Where did that come from? From here. 3 dogs inside that trailer. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXpFjJN6QnlylxDKVGouuMAetpyZOodk7y2bwAWfzWa0SggjCQEDxH-j-pB6qBFXx1Q41mzci4TvrNTnCFi7TsoR0bF3ljR-cfgZipWEhws15Y6F4DBHgdJ4gPpwt1drO0b7DksaFuJMX/s640/blogger-image-841477967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXpFjJN6QnlylxDKVGouuMAetpyZOodk7y2bwAWfzWa0SggjCQEDxH-j-pB6qBFXx1Q41mzci4TvrNTnCFi7TsoR0bF3ljR-cfgZipWEhws15Y6F4DBHgdJ4gPpwt1drO0b7DksaFuJMX/s640/blogger-image-841477967.jpg"></a></div>Another occasion to be marked. 85km left means 700km walked. Accordion to the guidebook being Brierleys 2014 edition. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuHpnNmVAwym9moD22BzCYcWqNAGkfMnKfV3g1Hp_nyzWkfnInLY2zzZyUz6vQLLJJfiEQdsWZayh6D1UiARaevZVvNDyT9wSXwACwsyWXibd-7qZBtp1_do18Zslw2s2U4-lJgiPCpCw/s640/blogger-image--1080279077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuHpnNmVAwym9moD22BzCYcWqNAGkfMnKfV3g1Hp_nyzWkfnInLY2zzZyUz6vQLLJJfiEQdsWZayh6D1UiARaevZVvNDyT9wSXwACwsyWXibd-7qZBtp1_do18Zslw2s2U4-lJgiPCpCw/s640/blogger-image--1080279077.jpg"></a></div>OK me again noting the achievement. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jNH8XZG6CRTBGjpfkNZyhKpLHPdHnJ-YDi4z-QYIPuPtEZcP644SKSsc8_qTsiJOXiXyR1kY9ZnbGEmCqcX_JUIUi3jrtgg8bEKznKNzyNaGUHvX5nVUvpsB5pXR9nh5bKZbOk-JPlS3/s640/blogger-image-1782998062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jNH8XZG6CRTBGjpfkNZyhKpLHPdHnJ-YDi4z-QYIPuPtEZcP644SKSsc8_qTsiJOXiXyR1kY9ZnbGEmCqcX_JUIUi3jrtgg8bEKznKNzyNaGUHvX5nVUvpsB5pXR9nh5bKZbOk-JPlS3/s640/blogger-image-1782998062.jpg"></a></div>Tonight's hostel was called Casa Garcia and was in a rural setting. No wee-fee there. The local bar up the road had to provide that service. And that other essential service of... beer. </span></div></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Blister update: well, the blister "bubble" that I had yesterday was "gone" before the end of the night without me noticing. A small blister returned today but caused me no discomfort whatsoever. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453356559041594768.post-36135459615552739202015-10-16T11:36:00.001-07:002015-10-18T06:35:59.316-07:00Sat 17 Oct - Day 33: Triacastela to Barbadelo 22km<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">674km walked. 111km left to walk.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Another early morning that didn't work out all that well. I was out by 7am after a good breakfast as the kitchen facilities were great. However, walking out of town, Deb, Win and I "joined forces" with an American woman with a good torch. Big mistake. We followed the torch rather than following the trail. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Result; a lot longer and harder distance than we thought it would be. The official guidebook distance as noted above is 22km but the actual distance was something like 29km. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Having said that, today's walk was spectacularly beautiful. A few photos:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj428OJwbKrvWIAMzxhw2o-SY7Bq9PRgqFBOJRd_Pg5GI2I98fombEq9UV1haDcjP-3ccyVg4nLpn_VtpTboh3VRZ5PDNb_ODwVsuZqtuzO4sV3x_19hAByQyMX-4sJShShp5v1mp8GIADR/s640/blogger-image--2074746272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj428OJwbKrvWIAMzxhw2o-SY7Bq9PRgqFBOJRd_Pg5GI2I98fombEq9UV1haDcjP-3ccyVg4nLpn_VtpTboh3VRZ5PDNb_ODwVsuZqtuzO4sV3x_19hAByQyMX-4sJShShp5v1mp8GIADR/s640/blogger-image--2074746272.jpg"></a></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQRukOikDfdbCkztz6hYiNhERy_aioKuBkmzhJoBDLmBmsRMydTsJ3L3KhToks4AdP07l1dNc_Qoy6KWyWtVGqI848EYOOLmx0NK3TZ5oOCJp-3ILnj18Ia-deS1E5cIXBJDY8fpq-Ron/s640/blogger-image--1346393335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQRukOikDfdbCkztz6hYiNhERy_aioKuBkmzhJoBDLmBmsRMydTsJ3L3KhToks4AdP07l1dNc_Qoy6KWyWtVGqI848EYOOLmx0NK3TZ5oOCJp-3ILnj18Ia-deS1E5cIXBJDY8fpq-Ron/s640/blogger-image--1346393335.jpg"></a></div><br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzgWavVbQ3edCHvsCzXYLtRjslat-WYRMFQkn31dRcxkbRZblRJBD6vB-SLNoNDS35gHJw8NYwW7tJcZsHalNK0SveyypTk_3pNqaEbxEvNQru65f3ozzJA782UUVyIlMFwIoXXFebzjpq/s640/blogger-image--1126302362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzgWavVbQ3edCHvsCzXYLtRjslat-WYRMFQkn31dRcxkbRZblRJBD6vB-SLNoNDS35gHJw8NYwW7tJcZsHalNK0SveyypTk_3pNqaEbxEvNQru65f3ozzJA782UUVyIlMFwIoXXFebzjpq/s640/blogger-image--1126302362.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div>Funny sign time. What you are not allowed to do here...</div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZY6Bp0lKV9BP44CVi9RGnmIUGKeSCSmGkoKasADFdpKVgTZxdcwZPN87bpr-YNlYehW27ocSr2pMRIyTjdVIjI10XwZC86rSZgxmuvtZYHXrySV2H_9ewxPMTOArkM62PbddARJ_CAhFa/s640/blogger-image--1321961976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZY6Bp0lKV9BP44CVi9RGnmIUGKeSCSmGkoKasADFdpKVgTZxdcwZPN87bpr-YNlYehW27ocSr2pMRIyTjdVIjI10XwZC86rSZgxmuvtZYHXrySV2H_9ewxPMTOArkM62PbddARJ_CAhFa/s640/blogger-image--1321961976.jpg"></a></div>These dogs were not guard dogs. Despite a Mercedes to protect, there were all wagging tails. </span></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHWXZtG3ZkHsjI-X-oF3sY23wpNJYMeTYAIlOGKRmZZS4A1asiTzf48kNnVHJXmxDuuFu9_h5fK7569AnEX4qCE3t4L5DOw2tmjRqoOPjonIFZ_0lH7zXw10PMRqI8q1FSr090b-i_jv2/s640/blogger-image--1872133996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHWXZtG3ZkHsjI-X-oF3sY23wpNJYMeTYAIlOGKRmZZS4A1asiTzf48kNnVHJXmxDuuFu9_h5fK7569AnEX4qCE3t4L5DOw2tmjRqoOPjonIFZ_0lH7zXw10PMRqI8q1FSr090b-i_jv2/s640/blogger-image--1872133996.jpg"></a></div>Among all the ramshackle rural buildings, there was this old historical car waiting for a renovation. Or at least I think that was what the paper notes said. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh48rJf0Z7QWZnWHm8AMGLbgWaGzKkcrhMR7e-sKkNpsLK9vS_mEpzf7sLgNj5nqKRqiCKAmUoO-C-n4KPkaCfX1CmiXTy5GU6nQLRjz5h-N1bbTZ-wvqPEykv8Ya5ibg-kkqkNX4LHwfx3/s640/blogger-image-217793837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh48rJf0Z7QWZnWHm8AMGLbgWaGzKkcrhMR7e-sKkNpsLK9vS_mEpzf7sLgNj5nqKRqiCKAmUoO-C-n4KPkaCfX1CmiXTy5GU6nQLRjz5h-N1bbTZ-wvqPEykv8Ya5ibg-kkqkNX4LHwfx3/s640/blogger-image-217793837.jpg"></a></div>Approaching Samos, Deb told me about this viewpoint where I would like to have my photo taken. She was right. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi49qhzR7AFs1k3_ExE3pt5MVkIYLfsU7VDcdcvvp_EXxIuLxybkL156ACSoV-JyzFYgdIzjfiK4hLwFaojbIB9aniOkpLaEdQAhshL3TK0-39xUupoK7NyboUs8Ux0vSXXC2C9Fr1tbBnu/s640/blogger-image--1606715422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi49qhzR7AFs1k3_ExE3pt5MVkIYLfsU7VDcdcvvp_EXxIuLxybkL156ACSoV-JyzFYgdIzjfiK4hLwFaojbIB9aniOkpLaEdQAhshL3TK0-39xUupoK7NyboUs8Ux0vSXXC2C9Fr1tbBnu/s640/blogger-image--1606715422.jpg"></a></div>Amazing monastery down there in Samos. With cows in the foreground. As you have. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0SVngyZBC8_KR79Triaf9UbKK90BeLDp8bg3RImByKA8grpQfzITrY8NZ31cdXmie8jT2YJB8qjZ8_1jFfaE-KRmAbJoJvffIugsllcfZeDwXb94alZQ7XcK5Fyv3ih8h73Jk_V3vl8P/s640/blogger-image--387483973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0SVngyZBC8_KR79Triaf9UbKK90BeLDp8bg3RImByKA8grpQfzITrY8NZ31cdXmie8jT2YJB8qjZ8_1jFfaE-KRmAbJoJvffIugsllcfZeDwXb94alZQ7XcK5Fyv3ih8h73Jk_V3vl8P/s640/blogger-image--387483973.jpg"></a></div>Approaching Samos proper, I really liked this old door. Check out the door handle. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJLMQGFWuDXo076XF2xRwWu5DAi78muvpdjGD4ascKaqPWxUlHpjegQp1-hVFkDi_3cuzImmGFVBiwU9C5P2OI2WqA3pwiutXDDbczuscExUm_6hyphenhyphenjvF7LCherVUrM021vHiC-6l7jOVi/s640/blogger-image-1478886921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJLMQGFWuDXo076XF2xRwWu5DAi78muvpdjGD4ascKaqPWxUlHpjegQp1-hVFkDi_3cuzImmGFVBiwU9C5P2OI2WqA3pwiutXDDbczuscExUm_6hyphenhyphenjvF7LCherVUrM021vHiC-6l7jOVi/s640/blogger-image-1478886921.jpg"></a></div>The Samos monastery from down there in Samos. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCvv89GxdM3QvxBSzkdjohPNE09F889p17AWUYn6j-4fKlEli2YyOZWVYTcewxat6Mr-J_bAs659s8piK8ZGok9MpWSVknQeg0VT3zH8NKN823Y3CPY5glf0RqJpnfTeoxcjXXy-O9Xuda/s640/blogger-image--1129425766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCvv89GxdM3QvxBSzkdjohPNE09F889p17AWUYn6j-4fKlEli2YyOZWVYTcewxat6Mr-J_bAs659s8piK8ZGok9MpWSVknQeg0VT3zH8NKN823Y3CPY5glf0RqJpnfTeoxcjXXy-O9Xuda/s640/blogger-image--1129425766.jpg"></a></div>After a coffee and tortilla de chorizo break in Samos, it was more of the beautiful landscape. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw02Ygrw1P2vzESbEm0m9swiHSh68oefJLMHunNKYduNgtO3ENzUzhiEJjr-OpqYhwcmxRN6-d7efu77villZgt1RKjcSt-ufVCCDnQdx4Jl9-7UV7r2wFz4-uc_r7ZxG37dwrG2X-7qzt/s640/blogger-image--711209833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw02Ygrw1P2vzESbEm0m9swiHSh68oefJLMHunNKYduNgtO3ENzUzhiEJjr-OpqYhwcmxRN6-d7efu77villZgt1RKjcSt-ufVCCDnQdx4Jl9-7UV7r2wFz4-uc_r7ZxG37dwrG2X-7qzt/s640/blogger-image--711209833.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Then... Aha, the old vending machine in the middle of nowhere trick....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">With apologies to Maxwell Smart. And Deb who came up with something similar that made me think about Get Smart. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGalzHR25dDujw8KabFFkywD0aIiwgKwJ4AFiiji_e9jGbC5CtXlLwvxsh_hnEPeazFbPj7uRfQ7_yusQmrI1qkku01D3OBC4N7OkI91JuRs2ilzi_8ak7NbHXdSnszIAwGO6r_Hmiyka/s640/blogger-image-896297941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGalzHR25dDujw8KabFFkywD0aIiwgKwJ4AFiiji_e9jGbC5CtXlLwvxsh_hnEPeazFbPj7uRfQ7_yusQmrI1qkku01D3OBC4N7OkI91JuRs2ilzi_8ak7NbHXdSnszIAwGO6r_Hmiyka/s640/blogger-image-896297941.jpg"></a></div>Sarria. I felt a love / hate relationship with Sarria even before I arrived. Oh yes, Sarria had Turigrinos shops and albergues everywhere. But Sarria in parts had some good spots as well. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjas12HLGniIJ0ILFNERO-13vQ8aNFoJlRowfQhyyRVIrvADzJEjMrnZlv1F_9w9InLAi0WDA6ZDp1_ljT4nrTZOn3vYTEWGJxRskmA20bO-HMUrRn3gf0KBrnmb5lXHwgwg-ss-GwYaogk/s640/blogger-image--278967449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjas12HLGniIJ0ILFNERO-13vQ8aNFoJlRowfQhyyRVIrvADzJEjMrnZlv1F_9w9InLAi0WDA6ZDp1_ljT4nrTZOn3vYTEWGJxRskmA20bO-HMUrRn3gf0KBrnmb5lXHwgwg-ss-GwYaogk/s640/blogger-image--278967449.jpg"></a></div>This Sarria whole wall had some excellent Camino street art. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6M6FovI225nuyaiTyNlILQKq1y2GpoFjXeiUemEcK55T7SAZ_a2ksooJvj-bckUxsdIlWZFOXy4BkMB6TEE8mfprba4MZb68mXFRo0qj8sjKtajcqZ8rnnu-kcs_9iHfhqEyJvh-idZDa/s640/blogger-image--1806913422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6M6FovI225nuyaiTyNlILQKq1y2GpoFjXeiUemEcK55T7SAZ_a2ksooJvj-bckUxsdIlWZFOXy4BkMB6TEE8mfprba4MZb68mXFRo0qj8sjKtajcqZ8rnnu-kcs_9iHfhqEyJvh-idZDa/s640/blogger-image--1806913422.jpg"></a></div>Sarria had Alphonso the glum. According to Deb, he is pissed off because the Templars down the road had a much better castle than he had. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtW6AXmRFB9HqF01kJVucxIRS2SbJXWCw_UVH6YG9plPN4UG_L9vVMot1xnorCj5PTptyEQS78467-a5RSfvPXwug55ddsOTcppBdd7zQm_NugMkaLDTydwZLJTsUbDfK3zDIpbkrwomh/s640/blogger-image--724173383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtW6AXmRFB9HqF01kJVucxIRS2SbJXWCw_UVH6YG9plPN4UG_L9vVMot1xnorCj5PTptyEQS78467-a5RSfvPXwug55ddsOTcppBdd7zQm_NugMkaLDTydwZLJTsUbDfK3zDIpbkrwomh/s640/blogger-image--724173383.jpg"></a></div>Just to confirm where we are... Turigrino heaven. </div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT5s1RUHjfJ4SuiALeo_RpVTiYEP22A27yx_G0qEFQJ8pzVkxsUfB84kgB9StD-gNcMG-RuY36F-Y3pcqOUbiUotOd0RG7BHFpwI2-2jV9KS778i6UU5vHK07xqWEJjAci2UqWJzU3gzmP/s640/blogger-image--1985226934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT5s1RUHjfJ4SuiALeo_RpVTiYEP22A27yx_G0qEFQJ8pzVkxsUfB84kgB9StD-gNcMG-RuY36F-Y3pcqOUbiUotOd0RG7BHFpwI2-2jV9KS778i6UU5vHK07xqWEJjAci2UqWJzU3gzmP/s640/blogger-image--1985226934.jpg"></a></div>Sarria from above. OK I could have taken better and more interesting shots but at this time I was tired and sick of walking for today. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDDOc0v6PubNOWN4IhC8B720iNM57IuZ-FwVkqpw_-IIW89Lik4v_e5eJR1xXzYZ3evP-BGWAK_T0OLWcvwa7wR5KSzzM5a-8rr406ylVON8FifaJ1FPNVgz-PY9GIN_uytan7ClItm5hM/s640/blogger-image-722691906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDDOc0v6PubNOWN4IhC8B720iNM57IuZ-FwVkqpw_-IIW89Lik4v_e5eJR1xXzYZ3evP-BGWAK_T0OLWcvwa7wR5KSzzM5a-8rr406ylVON8FifaJ1FPNVgz-PY9GIN_uytan7ClItm5hM/s640/blogger-image-722691906.jpg"></a></div>Mushrooms mushrooms mushrooms. Along the Camino. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAATmY3amcfSyD6P5RLGWd4td6h8aZTiFUWW7cb43-i1wzHdZedMPsmFKuF-oRQ1SgodjTGsSL-UoZf8DlozTzVptybxjyMrMW7pLaMPZFri0qeegivZtIegnSJqfois-HfMFXMJh3zNLE/s640/blogger-image--2039981612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAATmY3amcfSyD6P5RLGWd4td6h8aZTiFUWW7cb43-i1wzHdZedMPsmFKuF-oRQ1SgodjTGsSL-UoZf8DlozTzVptybxjyMrMW7pLaMPZFri0qeegivZtIegnSJqfois-HfMFXMJh3zNLE/s640/blogger-image--2039981612.jpg"></a></div>And who in their right mind would drive 50 km / hour here. Really. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgdCLop0spec6htTOmEwo3o_0Vwve0uDvUrD5aslbSIsRNNbHI_vXRUjge4ClwGc0_yHlOETYOodm2n2qy154EdCCnX2-yV9hCxdyknDHwBlHxtQSMOUgFYp3tSYwEsGfgdypKfEPBpLox/s640/blogger-image--1042973173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgdCLop0spec6htTOmEwo3o_0Vwve0uDvUrD5aslbSIsRNNbHI_vXRUjge4ClwGc0_yHlOETYOodm2n2qy154EdCCnX2-yV9hCxdyknDHwBlHxtQSMOUgFYp3tSYwEsGfgdypKfEPBpLox/s640/blogger-image--1042973173.jpg"></a></div>OK. The Camino gives and the Camino takes it away. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Post Sarria, we stopped in Babadelo just another 4km north of Sarria. Nice hostel, very nice. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIWGt8lK-qQE9Xg4XV6viNjr7xel5iO_VN74TJGG0d3ntfUui75WQydNepu505E1vjqGQu5h3w3Lzpa00UZP4h3386bBjLDY-LKTRAv31tQIiaLB9S-Y34EJYFA0Cx4FPLZ_dKfIFzsum/s640/blogger-image-1509880812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIWGt8lK-qQE9Xg4XV6viNjr7xel5iO_VN74TJGG0d3ntfUui75WQydNepu505E1vjqGQu5h3w3Lzpa00UZP4h3386bBjLDY-LKTRAv31tQIiaLB9S-Y34EJYFA0Cx4FPLZ_dKfIFzsum/s640/blogger-image-1509880812.jpg"></a></div>Room 10 in the middle here is where my bed was. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbrrdLHEyWM4Iry87N31AdOo83wi8Dco8Y7k2QNcZRtVxeviWvN_I5vRK6-JSdmOl398Tn0LlG3wt1oPgW2ogzJudrGctfi0nB4NecQnqyUTYghSdfWXpdXvEwUmU62vWk-urv__yXFGU/s640/blogger-image-1297338094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbrrdLHEyWM4Iry87N31AdOo83wi8Dco8Y7k2QNcZRtVxeviWvN_I5vRK6-JSdmOl398Tn0LlG3wt1oPgW2ogzJudrGctfi0nB4NecQnqyUTYghSdfWXpdXvEwUmU62vWk-urv__yXFGU/s640/blogger-image-1297338094.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">At day 33 of walking the Camino, I got... Drumroll. My first fricking $&;&;$;& blister.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Why oh why? I reckon there was something getting into my sock that irritated the heal but gosh, it was annoying. </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"> </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZRRbpG0pXHjKlzdpDEMFNGpy0cAD58Qslc0eQCzfrUXPTOhjpxC0TtKxI6Tlgqe68QqlrsiM_X4rNhajMIT5YpD3hiTnrUui3A8bmADfPTtr1QCPaXpuQikIWaHy1ji38k4wq5VWE3zR/s640/blogger-image-418636135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZRRbpG0pXHjKlzdpDEMFNGpy0cAD58Qslc0eQCzfrUXPTOhjpxC0TtKxI6Tlgqe68QqlrsiM_X4rNhajMIT5YpD3hiTnrUui3A8bmADfPTtr1QCPaXpuQikIWaHy1ji38k4wq5VWE3zR/s640/blogger-image-418636135.jpg"></a></div>OK, I probably should put my blister into perspective. These feet are Aaron's. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5bY9fK70VBFCeIth6ULKxvZTvhLRJWamoJJ5_AAYdrlJriQs-Xt6OpglC6oum7iQz3HKmVL4VmczH8pBgWay2MESZm0TzcUHEgHmUyGz8gD54AN9_OlqjIDUDev_C4EcMibXLYwFIMz8y/s640/blogger-image--1814159414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5bY9fK70VBFCeIth6ULKxvZTvhLRJWamoJJ5_AAYdrlJriQs-Xt6OpglC6oum7iQz3HKmVL4VmczH8pBgWay2MESZm0TzcUHEgHmUyGz8gD54AN9_OlqjIDUDev_C4EcMibXLYwFIMz8y/s640/blogger-image--1814159414.jpg"></a></div>A few beers followed. Sophie was on to her intimate questions with new "victims". </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-q26ZpxYTpJbbpOkMoaF5cyYIGmsElwdv0qvNbOl9aaHjF6LXBGXsIDNts3ijkt7ZkOqCEH2dduX5qnBTcK7KlnOo7L5mChUhgrAQGV1bD-7nRiMUetqcWLjI99jr8pR5YIHZ3TytZ9kT/s640/blogger-image-405241264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-q26ZpxYTpJbbpOkMoaF5cyYIGmsElwdv0qvNbOl9aaHjF6LXBGXsIDNts3ijkt7ZkOqCEH2dduX5qnBTcK7KlnOo7L5mChUhgrAQGV1bD-7nRiMUetqcWLjI99jr8pR5YIHZ3TytZ9kT/s640/blogger-image-405241264.jpg"></a></div></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Dinner followed. Yes. A few drinks as well. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Jc9iV7BY8ty5exW3-eGxVWnlYPZ0LCQ36pb6xvzkNTt7M7Xozetii-_KGu90EPYMWnSFOabq5lsS_LRZaJZ2344pmx7MC62MxptNXUuvr-q9mbxA8ppo2fFVkKtKJxtuFRxk5xK795Rt/s640/blogger-image-1086737212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Jc9iV7BY8ty5exW3-eGxVWnlYPZ0LCQ36pb6xvzkNTt7M7Xozetii-_KGu90EPYMWnSFOabq5lsS_LRZaJZ2344pmx7MC62MxptNXUuvr-q9mbxA8ppo2fFVkKtKJxtuFRxk5xK795Rt/s640/blogger-image-1086737212.jpg"></a></div>What's that again, Ben? </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3AObNv061kX_-TglTdltiXTnXxvfbZDOiFjCaTBR0Uw-IAttyWnG4nbMXKQKjn6bohBkT3Ateg8S5sIQmr9MSeka8qN5uwOPgc7Be9-_gVUXV4gSctEsJIPGZIXCSb5wjNzvucT6pTL3/s640/blogger-image-164983866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3AObNv061kX_-TglTdltiXTnXxvfbZDOiFjCaTBR0Uw-IAttyWnG4nbMXKQKjn6bohBkT3Ateg8S5sIQmr9MSeka8qN5uwOPgc7Be9-_gVUXV4gSctEsJIPGZIXCSb5wjNzvucT6pTL3/s640/blogger-image-164983866.jpg"></a></div>The Canadian contingent. From Saskatchewan. Uncle and nephew. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQWcYtDzOfOoumdhkjbMXUjjTGXu70JqCaRkcO1IEI_lVTJkCmQnmbb9FlMqA6Z5C8i2ALd6AsyJornaTJF_1kQsNNy9JD-idGehyphenhyphenKIAimHsl1y3ytj7yCaoXic0pjYbu4pKpRUsR-Xvfx/s640/blogger-image--1532924633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQWcYtDzOfOoumdhkjbMXUjjTGXu70JqCaRkcO1IEI_lVTJkCmQnmbb9FlMqA6Z5C8i2ALd6AsyJornaTJF_1kQsNNy9JD-idGehyphenhyphenKIAimHsl1y3ytj7yCaoXic0pjYbu4pKpRUsR-Xvfx/s640/blogger-image--1532924633.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Some blog statistics:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My very average attempt to a blog seems to get a bit of an international following. There appears to be people from some 7 countries that I know about who read the blog as least occasionally. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">The countries are:</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Australia</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Sweden</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">US</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">United Kingdom</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">France</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Portugal</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Germany </span></div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Funnily enough I am not aware of any Spanish readers but there may be. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Thank you all for taking the time to read, it makes it all worth while. </span></div></div></div></div>Hans Carlenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02582730477057917977noreply@blogger.com1