A glorious sunrise coloured our window pane asking for a photo but not to join it on its early morning wanderings, reminding us we could lie a little longer and stay in our room for more than one night, no need to act like an escaped criminal anymore. We also bought our train ticket early quelling the urge to walk to Lisbon

It’s a beautiful place and a sunny stroll through the city today delivers more delights as does another visit to the river Duoro this time from high up on the valley wall offering a different perspective through trees and between buildings. We walked, ate and took pictures not much different to the Camino

In my short time here I can’t help a subjective comparison to Spain. The Spanish do not have a problem with noise, a couple of people talking sound like a winning soccer team, whereas a winning Portuguese side sounds like two people talking. Where the Spanish will treat you like their neighbour, the Portuguese treat you like their family. In a traffic jam the Spanish will blow their horn after a minute where the Portuguese will wait for two.

My next adventure will be to a book store to buy a book on Portugal to inform myself more on these kind and thoughtful people

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