Our plane left DC at 10pm and after a short 6.5 hour flight we arrived in Lisboa (Lisbon in Yankee speak) and spent our first day in that dreaded “sleep deprived” fog just trying to get to the end of the day. “No, I’m really fine…I feel great…No, I actually slept” comments were followed closely with Red Bulls and multiple espressos. I am tired and I’m going to sleep!
Although the temperatures were in the 80’s, climbing up and down the 7 hills of the city put perspiration on the lips of all three of us…it’s only been 24 since a shower, now may be the time. Oh how I miss those wonderful 100+ degree Texas temps…nope, I’d climb 7 mountains to avoid it.
We did experience a great lunch with a wonderful meal and took an early dinner with sangria and tapas. Go ahead and give us a “good try” for ordering the local favorite, sardines. Check…those nasty little suckers are off the list.
We are staying at Hotel Convento Do Salvador which is in a great location and occupies the sight of one of the oldest convents that was established in 1392. Based on the size of the rooms we will get to know each other, and our luggage, very well because apparently in 1392 they lived very modestly. No complaints though, couldn’t be happier with the staff and cleanliness. And as seasoned travel partners in Little Al we know the tricks of small confinement…any shout of “big balls in Cowtown” is a clear understanding that you shut your eyes immediately or you will see someone changing clothes.
Heading to the outskirts of the city for a market and other sightseeing activities tomorrow…more to come.
McGaffs On The Fly 