Residencial S. Marcos Braga

Feeling like a couple of drowned rats since having set ashore on the Continent, we felt it time to head south to Portugal with all haste. Having awoken to another damp morning, in Luarca, we quickly packed up and hit the road. Several hours later, and we found ourselves in Portugal, pitching our tent (the first time since leaving GB) on a pretty much deserted site (save for all ...

... getting to the place - one woman threatened to throw out her sat nav after taking the wrong turn numerous times. The rain continued and as the camp site only offered sites under oak trees we had a few very noisy nights with water dripping, acorns and oak apples falling on the caravan and a stream running underneath it we decided to move on.

... gaan, maar dat komt grotendeels door de hardnekkige mist. Ik probeer weer een aantal korte video's te uploaden: de belboei bij Ramsgate, het hijsen van de vlag in Portugal, de vissen in de haven (we drijven echt in een aquarium) en misschien nog een paar andere stukjes.

... egg, it was like hiding the flowers in your pants.

So the starter didn't go so well for me but the main was good. We both had the whitefish which was deep fried - mine with the skin, Kevin without. Mmmm mmm. They have a type of wine in Portugal called Vinho Verde, which means green wine. It's a sweeter white that's barely fizzy - it somewhat like a Reisling. After dinner, we went to the the wifi area and looked up a hotel for the next day since we weren't able to ...

... a large lake we were currently circling and start again on the road again.  The first exit off the road was the first since we got on it and was 10 km away, and 15 km from the road's starting point.  That was when our suspicions the GPS coordinates in the camping book were wrong were confirmed.  

 By the time we got off the road Kevin's temper was as thin as I've ever seen it.  We had two camping books with directions to this campsite.  However, both were different and ...

... The remains of many small round houses surrounded by a Roman fortification were impressive. It was in Viana that we met up with the piece of cod again. In an earlier blog I had jokingly mentioned the national dish, dried salted cod or Bacalau. Well Viana was holding its annual Bacalau festival. Signs of festivity were everywhere. Garlands and banners, participating restaurants and bars, and the main exhibition hall ...

... todas as viagens que eu fizer. Braga é uma cidade, que pros padrões brasileiros não seria considerada sequer de médio porte, no entanto não perde em quase nada para as cidades brasileiras de mesma população. Aqui tem de tudo que uma cidade grande pode oferecer e ainda conserva um ar de interior, especialmente quando se anda no centro histórico. Apesar dos portugueses, em geral, não serem muito simpáticos (especialmente com brasileiros), a cidade é bastante ...

C est le plus beau "stretch" qu on a fait! De Villa do Conde par Barcelos, Ponte de Lima et...Sao Roque (Parades de Couros pour aller chercher de l argent!) Top 5 Surprises agreables : 1) La plage et le boardwalk sur l Atlantique a Villa do Conde 2) Festival de musique en face de notre chambre a Villa do Conde 3) Super hotel a Barcelos la ville du Coq...et pour pas cher en plus! 4) Arrivee en Campeons ...

... exploring Braga a bit and doing some research for Spain. Braga is a very pretty little town a nice place to stroll around, although its a shame about the massive mcdonalds right in the middle of the centre square. Tommorow we leave to go back to Lisbon for two nights before flying to madrid on Monday. Hope you are all well, please keep the messages coming. Lots of Love xxxx

... pig, fat, etc... and using all kinds of wild gestures. The travel book says a half serving is enough for the western appetite let alone my 3 full servings. Our table became the focus of attention in the crowded restaurant and of course, my lunch buddies were in hysterics while I was dying of embarrassment. When the food came out, the waiters stood at the door and watched while shaking their heads either in disgust or horror as I ate ...