Homeward bound

Our last day in Portugal and our flight wasn’t till 8.30pm so why not walk some more Lisbon hills. We jumped on the metro and rode one stop to check our bags into a luggage storage in Baixa. Then it was a case of just wandering, riding on another finicular, buying a six pack of tarts and exploring the Moorish Quarter. Not too many Moors there anymore but plenty of Indians. It was like downtown Calcutta. Thought it would be the place for lunch though. Nothing like a curry before a 7 hour flight. Debbie befriended, who we think was the owner, and of course he had a brother in Sydney. So he pulls his phone out and says he is going to call him. Tried to tell him it was midnight in Oz but he didn’t care. Think his bro may have cared though as the phone wasn’t passed over for us to chat to him. We were just trying to chew up the hours then by walking a bit more and sitting down for a beer before getting the bags and jumping on the metro. So after what will be 62 days away with not much down time we will enjoy a rest and be able to look back on a great trip together.Read more