And so we come to my final post about our trip to Portugal.
On the Thursday we took the metro to Casa de Musica where a short walk took us to the Cemeterio de Agramonte. It was started in 1855 as a simple burial ground but in the 1870s people started building elaborate mausoleums.
We walked to the Jardim Botanico do Porto
By this time I felt I couldn't walk another step so we got the bus to the Parque e Jardim da Fundacao Serralves.
This was a mix of an art gallery and sculpture park as well as gardens.
We didn't understand this exhibit! The person sat on the hippo sculpture was reading the newspaper and then tearing the page off and throwing it on the ground!
In the evening we took the metro to the other side of the river in Porto. We walked down to the riverside where we had dinner.
By the time we had finished dinner the bus we had intended to catch was only operating once an hour so we got a taxi back as I didn't have the energy to climb back up to the metro.
On our final day we took the metro out to Vila do Conde. We could see this ruined aqueduct from the train.
We walked through the market. This salt cod was piled high and smelled high too!
There was, of course, a maritime museum and a replica ship to visit.
We walked along the promenade to a restaurant by the sea.
Where I had a raspberry mojito. Very nice.
We walked back into town and then got lost trying to find the metro station where we saw this young man waiting for the train.
The next day we took the metro to the airport and came home.
We had a wonderful time. It wasn't all sweetness and light - I've left out the frustrations and the not-so-happy times. Let's face it you don't need to know how grumpy I get when I'm very tired.
Thanks for joining me for the last few posts about Portugal. Next time normal service will be resumed. Fabric books, creativity and the odd poem. And one of them is very odd indeed!
Bernice
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