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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... km is a pretty steep gradient - and you would be correct. There is very little flat land apart from the odd football field. The roads go up the hills, down the hills, around the hills, but most impressively "through" the hills and mountains. I have never seen so many tunnels. There is also lots of roads built in the air across valleys or around cliff faces. For someone like Leesa who doesn't particularly like heights, unless she is in a helicopter, it's ...
... heavy on Asian-themed gardens and water features. There’s also a
small museum displaying Berardo’s extensive collection of contemporary
Zimbabwean art, and the trails which snake downwards through the gardens are
lined with about 50 works of art in azulejos (glazed ceramic tiles) each
depicting scenes from a different era of Portuguese history, including one for
each Portuguese king. This helped ...
Our third hike day began with a spectacular drive up from the coast at Porto Moniz through extremely steep vineyards and then Laurasilva forest to an open area along the crest of the island at a place called Camara de Carga at around 1,400 meters (4,600 feet) elevation. Along the start of the hike the villages and vineyards of south coast under clear blue skies and the mass of swirling clouds and fog covered the mountains and canyons toward the north coast were ...
... the island a glass is downed
quickly as part of a toast at any time of day, somewhat the way Spaniards do
with sherry. Madeira wine was carried on ships to the new world because its
strength enabled it to hold up well on long voyages and was even improved by
exposure to heat on long sea voyages to the degree that applying heat to
enhance the wine’s flavor caught on on the island. In the 1700s the American
colonies that became the U.S. were ...
... village of Monte, we explored the square and had the most wonderful coffee I have had in a very, very long time. I don’t know why everything tastes better in Europe, it just does. Words cannot convey the mixture of delight and relief contained in that little cup. Which was fortunate, as we were about to embark on a terrifying tradition. Smoking men in white trousers, shirts and straw boaters ushered us into rickshawesque baskets, minus the wheels. In pairs or threes we then ...