Trip Start Sep 02, 2007
92Trip End Dec 25, 2007
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I have to try to think back to the first night in port. I've been doing so much that I am way behind in my writing. Sorry about that everyone.
So it's Thursday night and Lindsay and I are in downtown Lisbon. Two very American-looking women in the city at night. But anyhow. I called my parents first, as soon as we finished at the Internet Café, and talked to them for quite a while. That was really nice, to have the chance to chat for a while. Then we went looking for an Indian restaurant that Lindsay wanted to go to for dinner. She's a vegan and has a hard time finding anything to eat on the ship, understandably
Convinced we knew the way, we picked a street and started walking. It was full of little shops and street vendors I made a mental note to try to get back there if I had time later. We also passed a theatre, which I was really excited about, that had signs out for Jesus Christ Superstar and The Sound of Music. I picked up a brochure and Lindsay and I decided we go a little later in the week. We got quite a ways up that street only to realize it wasn't the right one, so we stopped at a hotel and got a map and asked directions. He sent us right back the way we had come and down a couple more streets until we finally found the street we were after. We walked and walked, looking for the restaurant, which was number 150something and we started at 60. When we learned that the numbers didn't jump forward in increments every block, we started to get a little worried. Then at about 90 Lindsay looked down at her notes and realized the restaurant would be closed. At that point we promptly found a metro station - thank goodness we'd been following the metro line the whole time - and rode back a few stations to where we had seen another Indian restaurant. The food was absolutely fantastic, and cheap. I paid 8.50 Euro (twelve bucks maybe) and had this awesome chicken stew thing - heck if I remember what it's called - and Nan to go with it
We took the metro home, or as close as we could get, and finished the ride on the tram. It was an interesting exercise in reading maps and directions, especially considering that nothing is in English. At least in Athens most things had an English translation. Anyway the good news is we found our way home and were back before eleven. But by that point I was so drained that I fell into bed and was asleep in not minutes but seconds, and an hour later had to quite literally drag myself up to take a shower and change. Let's just say I slept really well.