More from Porto

In this picture of the cathedral in Porto, in the bottom right hand corner you can just see the small yellow arrow pointing the way for pilgrims walking to Santiago de Compostela, Spain and the blue arrow for pilgrims headed to Fatima (I waited a while for the light to hit that spot, I’ll have you know). The town is full of packs of often shirtless young men carrying cups of beer, parading down the streets singing about futbol. Portugal is in the finals and playing Switzerland tonight, but the packs of men are British; here for their game tomorrow (and starting the drinking and singing early).

I had wild boar marinated in local red wine for dinner at an outdoor cafe. I remarked to the waiter that I didn't expect it to be so chilly this time of year, and he brought me a blanket to wrap around me. Had another glass of wine, listening to a busker singing Amy Winehouse tunes. She didn't miss a beat, shoving away drunk soccer fans snatching at her as they passed, singing their own songs.Meer informatie