European Odyssey

February 2017 - October 2018
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  • Day 21

    Day 21: Exploring Ronda

    March 8, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Second day in the area and a good chance to check things out more closely. Had breakfast in our farmhouse around 9:30, then headed off to the nearby town of Arriate. It's a bit closer than Ronda though in a different direction. Very pretty but not quite as nice. Definitely not as touristy though! We found a parking space and just wandered around for a while, enjoying the quiet and the snapshots of small Spanish village life.

    Lots of white houses with arched windows and orange terracotta roofing, the typical European three-storey buildings with apartments above shops, and of course the centuries-old church as the tallest building in town. After a good wander we returned to the car and pressed on.

    Next stop was an ancient Roman theatre we'd read about, about 30 minutes drive out of Ronda. Off we went, up the long and winding road and with absolutely nobody around. We arrived to find the site closed and the gate locked, though we were at the end of a long road. With no cameras or people to be seen, and only a low fence stopping us, we clambered over and set off up the hill to the Roman theatre.

    It was extremely impressive, probably 10 metres high and about 30 across, still with the amphitheatre seating intact as well. You could clearly make out the stage, the proscenium arch and the access points on either side for the crowd. Strikingly well-preserved! It was also epically situated on top of a high hill, very near the edge of a cliff. There were large piles of rubble around that were clearly remains of houses and the old Roman settlement. Not sure what the plan is, as the piles looked man-made and the site generally had only been "discovered" in the 19th century.

    There was also the foundations and bases of Roman baths in a different part of the site which we had a good look at too. After an hour or so of looking we took our leave, and just in time as I spotted another car approached as we scaled the fence. Thankfully it wasn't police, just more tourists who only saw us on the correct side of the fence! Back into town we went.

    This time rather than risk another scratch to the car we parked on the outskirts of Ronda and walked in, looking for somewhere to eat. Decided against quite a few places and ended up at the same tapas restaurant as the previous evening where the food was just as good second time round! The waiter recognised us as well and greeted us warmly. It's interesting to see here that waiters and hospitality workers are professionals, in a way that they aren't in Australia. Waiting tables and tending bars in Oz tends to be seen as a uni student or backpacker job, a stepping stone on the way to getting a "real job". Not here though!

    Did some more looking around Ronda, though aside from touristy souvenir shops there isn't much else to see. Wandered along the clifftop walk for a while which ended abruptly in a locked gate - disappointing. Back to the car where we drove down a very rough and narrow track to the bottom of the bridge for a better look.

    I should mention that the bridge is called the Puente Nuevo (literally New Bridge), and it's 98 metres high, 66 metres long and constructed entirely of stone between 1759 and 1793. You can probably guess it's called New Bridge because it replaced the old bridge which collapsed, killing 50 people. Apparently both sides of the Spanish civil war in the 30s used the room under the main walkway as a prison and torture chamber, where the final step usually involved plunging off the span into the rocks 100m below.

    Great views from the bottom though! Seeing it from this perspective drove home how much earlier settlements depended on geography for their livelihoods and security - Ronda is built on a small sandstone plateau for natural defences, and the river flowing through the gorge drove mills and water wheels for agriculture.

    Another long and bone-crunching drive back to the farmhouse (our car definitely isn't set up for bumpy roads!), and a quick pit stop at the supermarket for dinner. We just had some bread with jamon and olive oil for dinner as we'd had a large lunch. I sat in front of the fire and watched Champions League football (Barcelona vs PSG), while Shandos wrote and dozed.
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  • Day 22

    Day 22: Costa del Sol

    March 9, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Time to move on! Another long-ish breakfast and chat with Will, the Airbnb host, before we eventually loaded up the car and departed around 11am. Our plan for the day was to drive back eastwards along the area known as the Costa del Sol (Coast of the Sun), one of the areas that gets flooded with Brits during the summer months.

    First stop for the day was the little town for Frigliana, which is about 10 kilometres back from the sea and perched up on some cliffs. Very picturesque here, with bright white buildings, great views peeping out from every laneway and thankfully not a huge amount of people around. Everything was very well kept and neat - obviously they get a lot of tourists here every year and want to keep it that way!

    Shandos had a recommendation for lunch so we huffed and puffed our way up the hill to a balcony restaurant close to the top. We had a table right on the edge, with fantastic views and thankfully food to match. I had a burger and craft beer, while Shandos had some wine and a couple of tapas dishes. Slightly on the expensive side, but not too bad and still miles cheaper than anywhere in Australia with that kind of view.

    After basking in the sunshine for a while we hopped back in the car and headed along the coast again, looking for some of the pretty little beaches that are hidden away. Unfortunately after some driving around we couldn't really find any - they tended to be several hundred metres away at the bottom of steep paths neither of us felt inclined to walk down! We contented ourselves with the clifftop views instead. Very picturesque all the same.

    Finally we drove into the town of Nerja for a look around. It was late afternoon by now and the siesta was in full effect, so most shops were closed. Managed to find a free park and had a wander around down to the main area of town, and a spot known as "the Balcony of Europe". It's a clifftop that juts out above the ocean (not super high, maybe 30 metres), but it sticks out quite a way so you essentially get 270 degrees of view from the point. Nice views of the coast in both directions, and the Mediterranean stretching out in front of you.

    Had an ice cream and hopped back into the car for the last little trip of the day to our room for the night. We'd booked another Airbnb in the next town over (Torrox), where we stayed in the self-contained granny flat of an older French couple. They were very hospitable, serving us drinks and snacks when we arrived. Flat was nice enough, though it was only about 50 metres from a semi-main road so a bit of traffic noise. Spent the evening watching a Man United game after a quick trip to Aldi for dinner supplies (bread, jamon). Moving on tomorrow!
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  • Day 23

    Day 23: Sierra Nevada & Baeza

    March 10, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Northwards! Our French host couple put on an enormous breakfast for us, absolutely ridiculous in size. Olive & bacon bread, French crepes, croissants, toast, bread rolls, fruit salad, orange juice, tea & coffee, four different types of jam - and all of it home-made by our host! Crazy. I especially loved the French crepes, the way they're so light and crispy but still feel solid - very difficult to get right.

    After our huge breakfast was a long drive today. Our final destination was the small town of Ubeda, up near the northern border of Andalusia, but we had a couple of stops to make along the way.

    Firstly we drove for a couple of hours towards Grenada, where we'd visited Alhambra earlier in the week. We'd seen the snow-capped mountains and known that you could drive up there, so we thought since we were going basically straight past, we might as well drive up and have a look. So we did! There was a large-ish ski town probably twice the size of Thredbo, plenty of snow on the slopes but thankfully none in the town or on the roads. It was sunny and reasonably warm, though cold in the shade.

    There was actually a world championships of something or other happening so it was busier than usual, but I guess it's still the end of the ski season as well and plenty of people were coming down the runs. Walked Schnitzel onto the snow to see what he thought, and he actually didn't mind it surprisingly! He was pretty confused I guess, but he didn't run away or whimper or anything which is nice! Had a coffee in the sun and a brief look around before deciding we'd seen enough and heading back down.

    We bypassed Grenada and kept driving northwards to the tiny hamlet of Baeza, just near our final destination for the day. The reason we're heading this way is that both Baeza and Ubeda are UNESCO World Heritage listed for their excellent examples of Spanish renaissance architecture.

    Baeza turned out to be a very sleepy little village, with mazy stone streets and old buildings. We parked up and wandered around for a few hours admiring things. At times it felt like we were the only ones there, and there were really some areas with little evidence of the modern world. Great to get lost in, and very few tourists about.

    Eventually we headed onwards to Ubeda and our home for the next two nights. Had some difficulty finding the accommodation since it's in the old part of town where the streets are extremely narrow. At one point Google told me to turn left around a corner I was never going to make as it was too tight, then later when I declined to "turn right" down a pedestrian plaza we ended up stuck in a maze of one-way streets. Finally managed to find it the old-fashioned way!

    Seems like a nice town here as well, though quite a bit larger and more tourists around. We had a quick look around in the evening but not too much. Ate at a very delicious restaurant a street over from our apartment - tried salmorejo for the first time which is a cold soup of tomato and potato, topped with jamon and cheese. Similar to gazpacho but definitely not the same thing! Quite tasty.
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  • Day 24

    Day 24: Úbeda

    March 11, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Time to explore the historic centre of Ubeda. We got out fairly early after a quick breakfast at a local cafe (some odd pastry that I thought was a croissant but was more like a profiterole) and headed down in the centre of town.

    There was a lovely square with some lovely Renaissance buildings - a town hall, obligatory cathedral, justice buildings, police hall, and several others made of the same rough-hewn sandstone. Part of the reason Ubeda and Baeza are considered important culturally is that they were fairly new towns in the Renaissance, when Spain was at its height culturally and exporting that culture across the world via their colonies. Many of the buildings we were looking at have counterparts in southern and central America, since they were just copying existing buildings over there.

    Although the environment was quite nice, there were several large tour groups around which rather spoiled the atmosphere somewhat. Without them it would've been just a handful of tourists, but locals with megaphones in groups of 50 isn't particularly enjoyable!

    By now it was lunch time, so we found a tiny little tavern and stood at the bar. Had a beer each and a bocadillo (basically a baguette) while being vaguely stared at by the locals since we very clearly weren't. Apparently Spain is one of the worst-performing countries in western Europe when it comes to English skills, and I can definitely believe it. My Spanish isn't really improving though!

    Back to the apartment for the afternoon where we did some work on videos and writing blog posts. Late in the afternoon a brass band started rehearsing in a building nearby - we could hear them through the wall very clearly but when I went for a wander around the block to find them I had no luck! Obviously high up and in the bowels of a building somewhere.

    Went out for another wander at the approach of evening to see the buildings in a different light. Quite atmospheric, and thankfully no tour groups with megaphones to disturb everyone!

    Although I'm not a fan of this, we went back to the same restaurant we'd been to for dinner the previous evening. Again the food was excellent, this time we had beef cheeks in red wine sauce with the salmorejo for starters. And a platter of grilled calamari rings as a free snack - everywhere just gives you something to munch on which your drinks. Sometimes it's a bit of bread with jamon, other times it's toast with Spanish omelette. This time we got lucky with marinated and grilled calamari! Good stuff. Off to bed for our last night Ubeda.
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  • Day 25

    Day 25: Northwest to Mérida

    March 12, 2017 in Spain ⋅ 🌬 17 °C

    Long day of travelling today. We chilled out in our apartment for the morning, doing a little more work. Shandos grabbed us some breakfast from a different nearby bakery to yesterday, and Schnitzel got a short walk.

    Set off from our apartment around midday, and this time had no difficulty navigating out of town. Slightly annoyed that our car had been in an underground carpark for two days, I paid 35 euros before loading up and exiting, only to have the boomgate automatically lift up as we approached! Could've saved ourselves $50 if we'd known - alas.

    We were heading northwest towards the small city of Merida, where a huge complex of Roman ruins awaited us. But first, a 4 hour drive. The first couple of hours passed very quickly on the freeway back to Cordoba, but after this we were on second-rate country roads. Filled up with fuel and snacks, and eventually stopped for lunch at 2pm at a random hotel and restaurant that appeared in the middle of nowhere. Decent tapas too - had some fried chorizo, french fries, and croquettes which are surprisingly common here.

    Arrived in Merida around 5pm which was a bit of an issue since our Airbnb hosts were on a weekend away and wouldn't be back until 8:30pm (we were aware of this when we booked). Since some of the Roman ruins were unfenced and unticketed, we took advantage of the last couple of hours' sunlight to check out the enormous aqueduct which stands about 25 metres high.

    It's in the middle of a large park as well where we let Schnitzel off his leash and charge around like a maniac. Seems like his favourite place in Spain so far! Stopped for a drink in one of the only restaurants open (basically everything in Spain shuts on Sundays), and visited an ancient Roman temple which was once the centre of town.

    Since we're here for a few nights we headed for the supermarket to stock up on a few groceries, only to discover that all of the supermarkets were closed too! Aldi, Carrefour, Mercadona, Lidl - all shut! Crazy. This is a town of 60,000 people after all! By now it was 7:30 and quite chilly, and I was getting quite cold in just shorts and thongs (it had been fairly hot in Ubeda!).

    So we took the option of last resort: dinner at McDonalds. Originally we intended to eat in the car, but Schnitzel seemed pretty comfortable so we left him in his bed and ate inside. Tick-tock, 8:15. We drove back to the apartment and waited out the last 10 minutes in the car before our host turned up to let us in. Nice apartment, very large with 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms though the living area isn't enormous. And we've got a parking space in the basement for the car which is great.

    We unpacked, relaxed for a bit and then headed to bed, ready for another day of sight-seeing tomorrow.
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  • Day 26

    Day 26: Exploring Mérida

    March 13, 2017 in Spain ⋅ 🌬 14 °C

    Shandos managed to get up early and visit the local supermarket, so we were both well fed and relaxed by the time we headed out. Lots of ruins to check out today!

    First up we headed to the Circus Maximus which was right near our apartment, and bought ourselves a combination ticket which grants access to the five main ruins of the town. The Circus Maximus is the horse racing circuit (think Ben-Hur chariot racing), and it's still remarkably well-preserved - apparently the best preserved one outside of Italy. It's 400 metres long, 60 metres across and on race days would've held up to 60,000 spectators which surely would've been everyone in town.

    I should note that the town itself was founded around 25 BC by Emperor Augustus, and was originally called Augustus Emeritus - built to house former soldiers from his legions during the conquest of Spain. It was actually the capital of Lusitania province, an area that covers basically the south-western quarter of modern Spain and Portugal. So a pretty important city back in the day.

    Next up we walked over to the amphitheatre and theatre, both of which are still standing and incredible. The amphitheatre is a lot like the Colosseum in Rome, though smaller, and the theatre is modelled after one in Pompeii (that also still exists). Both seemed very large for the size of the city, holding around 15,000-20,000 spectators, but I guess it shows the importance of theatre and spectacle.

    The amphitheatre would hold gladiator bouts and show "hunts" (eg two men vs a lion), while the theatre was for plays, comedies and so on. Again both were really well preserved, and with lots of good information signs in English, Spanish and Portuguese. There was a large museum holding a bunch of statues and stuff as well, but it was closed on Mondays so we couldn't go in.

    Outside we stopped at a cafe for a lunch baguette (though our intended quick lunch became a long lunch when our food took 40 minutes to materialise), then headed across town to check out a few other things. We saw a snow well, which is where snow (or probably large ice blocks, I was dubious of the translation) was kept during summer, along with some partially buried manor houses, thermal baths, a ridiculously long low bridge over the main river (760 metres long!!), and the original main entrance gate to the city. There's now a small fortress there called the Alcazabar, as it was built by the Arabs after their conquest in the 800s.

    After a long day we headed back to our apartment for a rest, though we headed back out soon afterwards to give Schnitzel a run around. Poor little guy had been confined to the apartment all day while we'd been exploring! Spent the rest of the afternoon/evening in the apartment doing work. I was feeling inspired and put together a video of the past two days!

    It's also time now that I can reveal my secret new project - aiming to visit every UNESCO World Heritage Site in the world, and doing brief YouTube videos on each one. I've so far done Seville, Cordoba, Ubeda/Baeza and was finishing up today on Merida. Still need to do Alhambra and the dolmens of Antequera, and then keeping up to date on the future ones we visit! Spain has the third-most sites behind only Italy and China, so I'll be very busy for a while! I don't know whether I'll actually finish the journey as there are some extraordinarily difficult ones (Yemen, Saudi, Syria, Libya, Niger to name a few), but it'll be fun and exciting seeing how close I can get!
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  • Day 27

    Day 27: More of Merida

    March 14, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 11 °C

    Much quieter day today. We actually slept in by accident, and didn't get up until nearly 10am! Weather outside has turned again, it's now quite chilly and very windy. We hung around the apartment for the morning doing various project work, then had lunch and headed for the Museum that had been closed yesterday.

    It was quite interesting and well done, lots of stuff to see and plenty of signs in English and Spanish again. Original sculptures from the buildings outside, as well as mosaic floors that had been recovered from various villas around the town. Also a very large collection of coins with the different emperors on each one, again in great condition.

    Afterwards we headed out into the super-quiet centre of town (siesta time, so everything was shut), and made our way over to the Church of Santa Eulalia. Apparently this is the spot where Saint Eulalia was martyred during the Christian purges of the late Roman empire. She was supposedly buried here and a chapel set up over the top, but her remains are long gone and there's now only various tombs from the last couple of thousand years under a large gothic church.

    If that sounds interesting, well, unfortunately it wasn't. There was a huge amount of information entirely in Spanish, and the section where you could go into the crypts under the church and directly see the graves from Romans, Visigoths, early Christians and then Muslims just felt odd. Mainly because we were just underneath a false floor for the church above, and the giant gothic pillars looked perhaps a little less sturdy than you'd hope.

    Back to the apartment where we brought Schnitzel downstairs and took him around the nearby park. Happy to get outside, but not as excited as he was yesterday. We didn't stay out for too long though, as the wind had shifted direction and now smelled distinctly of "fertiliser".

    Upstairs to the warmth where we kept working, watched some football and had a Skype session with mum before heading to bed around midnight.
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  • Day 28

    Day 28: Cáceres

    March 15, 2017 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

    Another day, another UNESCO World Heritage site! Today we woke up, got ready and hit the road around 11am, heading north to the town of Caceres. It's notable for the extremely well-preserved Old Town, surrounded by walls and towers which we were keen to check out.

    The drive was only about 40 minutes so not strenuous, and it's a small city so we were able to find parking without much difficulty. Walked over to the main plaza and into the old town to have a look around. I did some filming with the new selfie stick I'd bought, and then my phone popped out and crashed onto the stone floor, putting a crack directly across the sapphire lens covering. Supposedly those things are indestructible, but I guess not! I'm very lucky though, because the crack is just adjacent to the zoom lens, and the only negative effect seems to be slightly odd white balance and reflections when using the zoom lens. So most of my videos will be OK.

    The old town is actually quite nice, everything well preserved in stone and again very little evidence of modern life. Unlike other places we've visited it's not just a few buildings in various areas, it's the entire centre of town. Though the commercial centre these days seems to be elsewhere.

    There were a few restaurants fronting onto the main square and although they looked like tourist traps, we chose one and dived in. We both opted for the menu of the day (12 euros including 2 courses, bread, dessert and a drink) - I had chicken & seafood paella and Shandos had a jamon and cheese platter for first course, while we both opted for a pork loin with wedges for main. Dessert I had a brownie with ice cream while Shandos had chocolate mousse, and then afterwards they brought us out an extra free dessert for some reason! No idea why, and my broken Spanish isn't good enough to clarify!

    Bulging from our enormous meal, we headed back into the old town for another look around. We spent a good couple of hours here just wandering slowly, taking photos and filming, and letting Schnitzel enjoy himself as well. Only annoying thing was that, aside from very little English information, the few buildings you could go in (church, university etc) all charged a small amount separately. There wasn't one overall ticket you could buy to allow access to every building. Annoying!

    Eventually I relented and bought a ticket to the cathedral for 4 euros, mainly so I could climb the tower and have a good vantage point. 90 steps to the top was a climb of sorts, but a good view! The Islamic era of the city (800-ish to 1492) left a lot of short, boxy guard towers around the place, and 30 of those are still standing today. The cathedral tower was a good place to admire everything from!

    Back down where I recovered from the climb, just as the bells rang out - glad I wasn't up there when that happened! Feeling like we'd seen most of what Caceres had to offer, we headed back to the car and paid up our parking, before driving back to Merida. Stopped briefly on the way as we saw some ruined castles from the freeway, but on closer inspection turned out to be hotels.

    Brief trip to the park with Schnitzel followed by a visit to the supermarket to pick up a pizza for dinner. Another evening of video editing, blogging and football watching!
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  • Day 29

    Day 29: Into Portugal

    March 16, 2017 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

    Exciting day today, for two reasons: firstly because we were hitting up two separate UNESCO World Heritage sites in one day, and also because we were moving into our second country of the trip! First new country for me, second for Shandos as this was her first time in Spain.

    Up at the normal time and hit the road by 11:30, heading westwards across the Portuguese border and the town of Elvas. The town itself is UNESCO listed for a well-preserved old town area, but also for the large Renaissance-era forts protecting the town. Rather than head into town, we decided to check these out instead.

    It was a little difficult finding our way around, since the time zone had changed, the language had changed, and the data on my phone stopped working since I wasn't in Spain anymore! But the forts were pretty hard to miss. We opted first for the closer of the two, which sadly turned out to be the less interesting. The caretakers kindly let us take Schnitzel in, which made sense as the fort inside was mostly grass.

    They had that class pointed star-shape (if seen from above), where ranged weapons have very distinct killing zones and approaching the fort becomes very difficult. Interested to learn that Portugal has had the same borders more-or-less since the 12th century, and that although the crowns have gone back and forth a few times, it's essentially Europe's oldest defined nation.

    After an hour or so we headed down, bypassing the town towards the larger fort on the northern side. This was a bit more touristy but also cost 5 euros to enter; we weren't keen on paying since we'd already paid 2.50 each at the previous fort. If we'd been a little more prepared we'd likely have come here first as it looked larger and in better condition (and more interesting). Apparently at one point it was considered the among the strongest fortresses in Europe, with 144 cannons bristling out of the ramparts!

    Back into the car where we continued our journey westward, ending in the small city of Evora. Again this is UNESCO listed for a well-preserved old town, but it was also very influential to Portuguese history which we knew little about. It was the capital of Portugal for a few hundred years in the early Renaissance before the move to Lisbon, and a lot of the buildings and so on date from that era.

    Made a quick McDonalds pitstop for late lunch before parking our car outside the city walls and heading to our accommodation on foot. Apartment in a nice quiet side-street, though the owner's nephew or grandson or something lives upstairs. No real problem though, seemed like a nice guy and spoke good English.

    Headed out to explore where we looked at the cathedral (at one time the largest in Portugal), well-preserved ruins of a Roman temple (there was a Roman settlement here though not particularly notable), the main plaza (or plaça as they're called here), and of course the little white-washed alleyways with wrought iron balconies.

    Found some nice gardens which we walked through, rounded a corner to find a group of peacocks. Including one who had all his feathers raised in a mating display - never seen that before! Had a coffee and a Portuguese egg tart (which are everywhere) in a bakery, though the lady eventually communicated that it was the last one, burnt on top and cracked in the middle. It still tasted the same to us, though she didn't charge us for it!

    Seems a lot more multicultural here than in Spain, though it might just be the areas we've been in. Quite a few recent-looking migrants from Africa and the sub-continent, whereas Spain seemed fairly homogeneous. Also keep making the mistake of slipping back into Spanish - it's a bit similar but still quite different to Portuguese. Most people can understand you, but I have no hope of understanding their language! It actually sounds quite eastern European to my ears.

    Headed out in the evening without much plan of where to go for dinner. Decided on a whim to head for a place with a 9.1 rating on Foursquare, which turned out to be a fantastic choice. It was a degustation restaurant, where the waiter basically said "do you want meat or vegetarian" and that was as much choice as we had in the matter! Sliced meats, soup-infused mushrooms, baked cheese, choux pastry with cheese & walnut, salad with salmon to start, followed by pork neck with rice and creamy mashed spinach. Mint sorbet for palate cleanser, then a triple dessert of egg yolk & sugar, a thin layered-cake style thing, and a couple of cheesecake squares and a glass of sweet wine. Comfortably the most expensive meal we've had so far on this trip, at 60 euros total, but considering the whole experience and that it included wine, it felt like a bargain!

    Went to bed with full stomachs, ready for another day!
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  • Day 30

    Day 30: Evora to Lisbon

    March 17, 2017 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Time to move on again! We weren't due to arrive at our Airbnb in Lisbon until 2pm or so, and it wasn't a long drive away, so we decided to spend a bit more time wandering around Evora after some pastries for breakfast. We had a good wander, took some more photos and did some more filming, then headed back to the car just after midday.

    Lisbon was about 150km away, so about 1 1/2 hours drive on the freeway, though it had an unexpectedly high toll - 9 euros! Lucky we could pay with card, as I didn't have any cash on me. Crossed into the city from the south via an enormous bridge, identical in appearance to the Golden Gate, and found our way to our Airbnb. It's a nice little apartment with a big backyard - a nice change from having to get dressed properly to take Schnitzel outside! Bedroom a little on the small side but the living area is really nice.

    Had a late lunch of soup and a savoury pastry in a coffee shop adjacent, then set out for a wander! We headed down to the waterfront and walked west, checking out the sites. First stop was of course the UNESCO-listed Monastery of the Heironymites, one of the few buildings in this area to survive the gigantic earthquake of 1755. It's also where Portuguese egg tarts were invented!

    We took turns looking at the interior, though we couldn't go right into the cloister as it was ticketed and late in the day for a proper look around. Stopped at an outdoor bar for a drink, then walked further west to the Tower of Belem, which again is a rare pre-1755 building. It was a guard tower set up at the entrance to the harbour, intended to shore up the defence of the city, though the first time it was used in anger it surrendered within a couple of hours! Very picturesque though, and lovely late afternoon sun.

    Schnitzel was getting near constant attention in a way that he hadn't in Spain - I guess dogs or at least dachshunds are less common here? At one point a crowd of 7-8 people were huddled around him, patting and cooing. He just takes it all in stride, though I'm not sure how interested he is in everything.

    Given that it'd been a long afternoon of walking to reach this point (probably 3km away from our apartment), we ended up getting a taxi back for the princely sum of 4 euros. Relaxed in the apartment for a bit before heading to a local restaurant we'd seen earlier in the day. Had a great meal of nachos and roast pork with couscous and a couple of wines. Also had a good chat with the owner who spoke excellent English and had been to Sydney a couple of times!

    I've noticed as well that English seems more widely spoken here than in Spain - I guess there's a lot of places in the world where Spanish is very useful, but outside of here and Brazil the same isn't true of Portuguese! So maybe they put more effort into learning some English. I haven't made headway into learning any Portuguese, it's similar enough to Spanish to confuse me, but with some very different sounds included too which I just can't imitate.
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