Sandeman

Rachel, the woman I met via Camino Matt (I hope Matt Inc. is paying him a per diem for travel?) recommended House of Sandeman, across the river in the wine district. She's good looking so of course I did what I was told. It's part hotel part hostel, and it's without a doubt the most luxurious stay of the trip. I don't want to throw around words like 'best' hostel I've ever stayed in because lots of factors go into that, but it's LUSH. She sold it to me as a hostel where you get a hotel experience, and she's right. I am slightly mad I haven't been here the whole time I've been in Porto but it's all good. Better than good.

The entire Camino, every morning I played a very fun game called 'do I still have two ear plugs' because while they are very effective, I did tend to tug them out in my sleep and they'd end up in my sleeping bag somewhere. I won this game every single day until the last one, when I clearly knew I could relax a bit, and presumably slept walked outside and flung the right one onto a highway because it's nowhere to be seen. Since then I've had two nights in private rooms and two nights in a hostel where sleeping on my right side and just using the left plug worked just fine.

SNORES MCGEE, MEDICAL MYSTERY, in the far corner, really challenged this arrangement, but the bed was extremely comfy and I drifted off about 1am, after getting the giggles about midnight. I had one of the lower ones which was nice as I think the Sandeman name is more well known in port wine than welding circles. In the morning I met an American man that did not make me want to set fire to anything, extremely noteworthy, and set about showing the free and very good breakfast who had two thumbs and wanted more cake (👍me👍).Leggi altro