Portugal marked the final new destination of the trip for me and also the last opportunity for me to unwind before getting back to the monotonous reality that is life. And I must say, Portugal was a great choice for this. We arrived in Lisbon (or Lisboa depending on where you read) to stay at the most highly rated hostel on all of Hostel World. That really set the tone for the four nights in town, we lay around, played cards, messed around on the computers and ate as many Portuguese Custard Tarts as was safe.
There was one brief attempt at sightseeing. Out of the city there is a world heritage listed castle and wild-life reserve called Sintra. Steve and Klaus decided they would like to go and see it and I figured I should go along and have a look. Steve was the expedition leader for the day and charted a course for one of the underground stations just to the south of us. Upon arriving we found out that the trip was as straight forward as we had hoped involving a couple of changes. Klaus and I shared a look that spoke volumes. “Can we really be bothered?” We went along thought and went the two stops for our first change. We get off, go above ground as instructed only to discover... our thirty minute journey thus far has bought a three minute walk from our hostel. Fail. Klaus and I mutiny and instead we go for a short walk, ending up at a coffee shop for some tarts and a morning brew.
But that was Lisbon, and Porto wasn’t really any different. Just as comfortable, just as relaxing, and slightly sunnier.
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