Pousada D.Alfonso Ii Alcacer do Sal

We just spent one night at a camp site at Beja. One night was more than enough. There was a conclave of British!!!!! at the bottom end of the site hammering on each others motorhomes to wake each other after a night of boozing. We set up at the top of the campsite next to a old British guy who had been living alone there for four years. He resented the fact that the Portuguese would not speak English. He had learnt six words ...

We left Lisboa and travelled through miles and miles of open country in which grew cork and olive trees and lots and lots of vines. We visited Evora which is a World Heritage site. It is a walled city with lots of churches, narrow cobbled lanes and Roman ruins.

As we were becoming used to in Portugal, there are quite a few Chinese Bazaars-selling clothes, household goods,electical goods and the sort of stuff you find in Pound Shops in England. Even in a ...

On Saturday my Gap adventure tour began. We headed to Evora, Portugal on the afternoon of May 8th. Evora is a sleepy little town in central Portugal. We walked through some of the medevil streets and admired the ruins of a roman forum which included a temple to Diana, we also explord a ghoulish church decorated with the bones of over 1000 bodies and enjoyed a sleep in a hotel room bed. Since I do not have much to dicuss about Evora I will take an opportunity to ...

... left the cafe with enough time to get to the bus station. Once we got there though, we found out it was a holiday, All Saints Day, and we just missed the last bus! The guy at the ticket desk said we could catch a bus to Portel, 30 min. south and then hitch from there, only option since we already paid for a ccomodations and a taxi back would be 80 euros! So we catch the bus and arrive in Portel where a couple of ...

... to look like pumpkins and having a feast of salmon and veggies. The hostel is completely empty and the town as well. Turns out that there´s a festival going on in a small town called Alvito, not too har but impossible to get to since all the taxis want 50 euros one way and no buses run on the weekends so it´s off to Evora.

... Ring Necked Doves, cooing a lot. Talking of cooing, there's a lot of that going on around me now, plus a whole load of small birds chattering away in a tree not too far away. Cicadas are still few and far between at the moment, but we have started to see Prickly Pear (Chumba as they are affectionately known). Good news on the bookfront, we are now hitting campsites with English books to swap, so we have acquired 6 books, yey! Laters

... is where we are, is not very populated. All the way here (68kms) it was simply rice paddies or cork forests. I think cork is protected now but the trees we saw were marked with some kind of ID system, a set of letters and numbers. Assuming the letters belong to a person then there's somebody round here with the initials PE who owns A LOT of cork trees. The road from Alcacar today was lovely until just after we had ...

... two and some weird events (like a woman stopping and driving backwards when she saw me on the road) I managed to find someone who would take me... back to Alcácer do Sal. Tomorrow I will rest here for one day and then I will start my hitch-hiking tour. At least now all destinations are open, I don't have to stick to the easier path. I will probably even ...

... dois precisei pagar entrada. Não entendi direito, pois haviam preços estipulados nas portas, mas como também não quis dar a entender que estava realmente disposto a pagar, e duvidando da capacidade de compreensão dos nossos amigos lusitanos, resolvi ficar quieto e na dúvida mesmo. O Mosteiro é enorme. Dentro, diversas galerias e uma espécie de praça central são envoltas pelas muralhas altas e maçicas. Aliás, é lá onde os restos mortais do Pessoa ...

... razão de eu não poder ficar mais. Queria subir o morro do castelo de São Jorge e no caminho passar na Sé de Lisboa. Aliás, pra quem não sabe, Sé vem de Sedis Eppiscopalis, a sede do Bispo. Por isso tem uma Sé em cada cidade portuguesa e até em algumas brasileiras, como São Paulo. A melhor vista de Lisboa encontra-se no alto do morro. A propósito, como tudo que ...