I was thrilled about going to Portugal. Ed had his reservations, a whim I suspected came from traveling in northern Europe for too long. I, on the other hand, was eager to escape from the cold of the north and venture down into the Iberian Peninsula, back to my Latin roots. And what was best, the weather forecast announced much to our glee warm ...

In one day I cycled back from Pedra Vedra to Porto. I even made a weird route via Guimaraes, but now I could also visit the nice castle there. This bike trip was really though. I had the feeling I was climbing mountains all the time and it was a really hot and sunny day. I was really tired, but when I reached Porto I could cycle a bit more!!! Ev...

Porto, a favourite amongst friends of mine that had been through Portugal managed to rub some of its apparent likeablillity onto me. The campsite was amongst a huge wooded park that had a very sociable feel about it. Porto clings to the steep north bank of the Rio Doure where on the other side is Vila Nova De Gama, where all the Port lodges are ...