Conceived in Stuttgart, engineered in Hamburg, built on the Rhine – could there be a finer pedigree – reduced to roaming the avenues of Lisbon touting for work – I wasn’t meant for this - Oh! The indignity of it all!
No rush – no frenetic pushing and shoving – only traces of crowd surges at peak hour through the magnificent metro - helpful Portuguese ever ready to aid the tourists puzzling over metro maps – need to change from metro to suburban train lines? – puzzle a while – call the shop assistant – takes our hand - points across the street – mimes the shape of the rail station and we are on our way to Sintra
Partake of coffee and custard tarts –
Join a former Portuguese national rally champion and more lately a stand-up comic in his crowded bus for an entertaining journey to the mountain top – marvel as he displays the full extent of both his comic and driving skills - join the passenger list in the chorus of applause atop the hill.
Admire the 16th Century monastery complex that later became the palace of the Portuguese royalty – Prue would love the gardens – Gaudi must have come here – small palace literally perched on a rock on the top of a mountain overlooking Lisbon - fantastic architecture – displays the Moorish/Christian architectural unison.
Home for a siesta
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