Finally a taste of Portugal. Albeit only about 15 hours in the hell hole but we went to seek and we have found. Sun could be polite enough to show its face for more than 5 minute intervals but so happy to wander old streets, find my balconys and doors - feel like this actually existed before brits needing baked beans and sausages invaded. Yay.
And now we are sitting at a hole in the wall of the real deal, Portuguese kitchen about to snack on anything the old man give us. He's a one man band cooking and serving clams and prawns and cheese and wine. Yay, yay!
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