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Where's that "#$%^&*" castle
... first sip, and his eyes teared up, Ben though he was a sissy and took the next sip, he could not even find his breath. I laughed so hard that I could not even start to drink mine. Lunch and all the drink was €36 for 4. We left happy and still in search for the caste up the hill.
The Stone Roses!
I've always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with festivals. There is always a pressure to see the great moments, best bands, meet nice women, get off your face and not miss the hilarity with your mates, find the toilet that hasn't been pebble dashed by a curry eating booze monkey, and manage to wash yourself with baby wipes. Then you have the sheer unadulterated pleasure of catching a band at their best, come hell or high ...
Lisbon - Last Stop
... backstreets. Bright yellow trams wind their way through curvy tree-lined streets,
The streets are all finished in black and white cobblestone bricks (which are the colors of Portugal) The bricks are limestone and basalt. Designs are imprinted into the sidewalks and around the monuments. Monasteries, churches, castles, science centers, art galleries and the remains of Expo 1998 can be seen. The old port is now a ...
Loving Lisbon
... but we had to head back to Faro to catch our train to Lisbon. In my state of happy inebriation last night, I volunteered myself to drive back to Portugal, even though I have yet to master driving standard. Julia does me a solid and drives us out of the city before I take over. We stopped at the first rest stop on the motorway for breakfast and to change drivers and it was there that I found Paolo. Oh Paolo. This large and random rest stop in ...
Lisboa
... in a place like that had to be people falling off the stairs, they are so steep and have no rails or anything like that to keep you in. I honestly couldn't imagine being in there while we were under attack and having to run up and down the stairs with weapons and stuff, I would definitely have plunged to my death before any real action took place.
Belem, which is just a little out from the centre, was pretty much a whole day to itself. There was ...