At the Market
Trip Start Mar 01, 2014
45Trip End Apr 05, 2014
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The Provan's were very kind and gave us their GPS, the only problem being we should have had a lesson before our departure to remind us of its operations. It seems we both are a bit forgetful. We have been doing well, the old fashioned way, until today. With all instructions on Tony's iPad we are set! Little turns here and there that were not supposed to be took us through some of the nice quiet villages we would have never seen, or so Tony said. I had my head in the iPad, glasses off and when I looked up, glasses back on, there was another turn! We were heading though in the right direction, with the odd unnecessary North and South, successfully arriving at the market! Before we left, Tony had briefed me and his last words before our departure were,"I do not want to go in this area"!!! Of course we did, like a magnet, guess where we went? I can find all of those don't go places, anywhere, anytime.
The Market was disappointing only because there was nothing different from the grocery store. The fun part of course though is the hustle and bustle of people, all ages chattering and laughing and shouting out to each other across the stalls. The building is under a renovation so some vendors were a bit isolated. It was odd to have quiet in their environment. We found a lovely lady selling "the" cheese and had a nice talk. She said to us as she pointed to Tony, "you are Italian" then she looked at me and said "you are not, you are English, yes?", we chuckled. We were also told not to put our cheese in the fridge, it would get too hard and it must be served at room temperature. It now holds a place of honour in our kitchen, like a special cake sitting out so that everyone can see it and wonder, "when are we going to eat that?"
After the market we went for lunch. Six hundred and eighty two steps later, we arrived to a small family run restaurant recommended in the Eye Witness guide (TopTen). It was 1:15 and we were again the first ones there. This is when Tony said he was going to try "bacalhau" which is salted cod, a food he hated growing up. Guess what, he stills hates it but ate everything on his plate. He can now check that off his list. Strawberries, dark deep wonderful red, are showing up now and we enjoyed them for dessert.
Everyone here is very easy going, you do not have anyone honking their horns at you with frustration. The Portuguese seem to be speedy drivers and race along but will find a time to pass you, and they do at what we would think to be the worst places. Not unlike Canadians, they are very polite. They want you to enjoy and embrace what they have to offer. That is easy to do. We are falling in to their relaxed way. There is no exact time for everything, it is what it is. I was so relaxed today, I did not take any photos. We will be returning to Lisbon.
I am surviving my foot injury and after all of the exercise we had today, I will put it up, enjoy my book tonight and sleep well. I hope you do too!