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... fortifications which
supposedly represent some of the most advanced military technology of the
1600s, but there not much in the way of museums or exhibits on them. They’re
impossible to miss, though, since the center city is located entirely within
the massive fortifications, many of the flat areas they enclose now used as
parking lots on the town’s periphery.
Elvas also has a ...
... Badajoz, it does have loads of old buildings but it is very dirty, lots of rubbish in the streets and they smell like sewage in places. Our hotel is nice enough and there are the remains of an old fortress in the city which we walked around.
Another hot day, not sure of the temperature but feels like early 30's again in the peak of the day.
This is just a one night transit stop to break our journey.
Our last day in Portugal was spending time with the Fergusons and the Morenos having a lunch of the Brazilian national dish - the feijoada, just google it. It was really good bonding time for our families. It was jump at like the christening feast - long table with plenty of food and wine.
Our time in Portugal is coming to an end and we will miss Maria's family.
... had a marrow soup. We both chose the suckling pig for our main. The meat had been pulled from the pig, covered with the crisped skin then compressed, reheated then cut into 10 cm squares. These food dishes represent the best of local food. We accompanied the meal with wine; Helen having a lovely verdehlo and I had a temperanillo - Hablo no silencio (the sound of silence). It was a truly memorable day. ...
... else we saw, it was just an ordinary aqueduct, notable merely for historical reasons. Top Choice really? And we could not even get access to the top for scenic walk.
It was 3:30 pm. And by this time I was a bit *****y. I was hot and sticky and tired. But by the time we drove out of town towards the next sights on our agenda I largely got over it.
Before Stonehenge, There was Cromeleque ...