M'AR De AR Muralhas Évora

... the hilarity of Spainish and Portugese bathrooms. They are a source of amusement on this trip. In our hotel room in Evora our bathroom consisted of a sink, a basin on the floor and a shower head. That is correct, there was no toilet and to take a shower you shut the bathroom door and let the water spray everywhere while you stand in the tiny basin. The next most amusing bathroom was in Albufeira, Portugal. First, the shower had windows that you could open to ...

So with nothing to do in Beja, we all caught the bus to Evora, famous for a chapel that is made completely of human bones. The whole town only took a few hours to see and the chapel was CREE-PY, yes, made of the bones of 5,000 people! After seeing the chapel, Anna and I wandered around town and found a small cafe to sit, read, and sip port in. We were watching the time and checking the bus schedule to make sure ...

... sink laundry (at least we have 1 less pair of pants to wash...) we headed to the city center to explore the Capella de los Ossos -- the famous bone chapel of Evora. Hard to describe, it is a little strange, a little beautiful, and a lot creepy. The inscription on the door to the chapel reads, "Here are our bones, we are waiting for yours" in Latin. The bones of several thousand people make up the walls and archways of this morbid little chapel. Supposedly, the ...

if portugal had a version of bath-spa, evora would probably be it. a tiny walled-town of roman origins, it's a fun place to walk around, grab some of the many local dishes, and get lost in the narrow alley-way streets that have discovery after discovery everywhere one turns. of note, the intercity buses here have stewardesses on ...

... and fresh made potato chips. It was all very good. The waiters have been so friendly and helped us with our meal choices and so far, we have been very satisfied. After lunch we headed back to the train station for our trip back to Lisbon. We arrived relatively early - so as I am waiting for the laundry to finish up I decided to get today's travelpod ready and you will receive two today...which might mean that you don't get one tomorrow.... Hope you enjoyed Evora.

... enjoyed walking through and outside of this walled city - it is a quaint place without the hordes of tourists. (Although the bone chapel was creepy.) As a postscript to Sean's very dramatic account, we were able to stop by the grill's restaurant for lunch on our last day in Evora. He was a little bit sad that he wasn't able to lick his fingers clean and eat the bird like a ravenous wolf, but he did -politely - enjoy the food again.

Today was again a rainy day. We finished packing this morning and then left for Evora. Evora is a walled city built by the Moors with both Moorish and Roman remains. We first stopped in the church of Sao Francisco. It was huge! It was neat however the basement was creepy. It was made entirely out of bones. Yes, real bones. Real bones of real dead people. A very large room of dead people's bones. After getting used to the shock, I couldn ...

... pense que era el fin...pero no, "solo" se le habia caido el laptop desde el camarote...!!!!! Mi teoria fue que nadie puede dejar caer un laptop de esa forma, asi que la conclusion fue que era alguien recien llegado de Afgansitan, al que algun osama con dinero le habia dado un laptop para comunicarle su mision en el momento escogido...para activar a esta "celula dormida"....como ven creo que estaba algo paranoico, tal vez fue causado por no haber respirado en las noches ...

... the Chapel of bones, a creepy place with 5,000 bones arranged in piles on the sides, skulls embedded in concret along the ceiling edges and two full skeletons one of a small child, very hard to imagine actually worshipping God in the place. Not as good as the Catacombs in Paris which had 5 to 6 millon skeletons but interesting none the less.

... Evora was easy enough. Finding our hotel...not so easy. What's with us today and this relentless hide & seek driving? It took an hour driving around in Evora to find our hotel. We were in the right area the whole time...circling the place because it wasn't labeled, nor were the streets. It was way too appropriate when U2's "Where the Streets Have No Name" came on the radio. So, simply posh, little room #207 at Solar Monfalim...high stucco'd walls and a ...