And back to Portugal we are! I’m not complaining– I am convinced that Portugal is Spain’s cooler, prettier, more accessible, incredibly polite younger sister. This weekend was definitely a different side than what I saw in Lagos, but a blast nonetheless. It was quite a drive out there– about six hours, though part of that was because we were on buses and took a couple breaks. The countryside is so much prettier than in Spain. When we got there we walked (read: hiked) up to a castle on a hill and looked down onto the city below. Que bonita!
At the castle in Lisbon:
Then it was off to the commercial plaza for a quick walk around. It’s right next to the river and was gorgeous. Smelled like fish, and a not much of a commercial center, but what a view!
The next day we went to Belem, a historic neighborhood, and saw the monastery of St. Jerome and the church with the bodies of the navigator Vasco de Gama and assorted royalty. That afternoon I went to the aquarium in Lisbon, considered the second best in the world. It was definitely worth the metro rides, and I’m so glad I went! After seeing some of the bizarre creatures, I’m further convinced that God has a sense of humor.