10.08.15 Another magical day. Each day has been incomparable. And precious. We breakfasted down by the river, Joel getting a peculiar Portuguese dish that is kind of like layers of a spicy sausage and a meat on soft bread, covered by slices of cheese and smothered with spicy sauce surrounded by chips. One look at that (tasted Iike it sounds haha) and I went for mixed toast. Which turns out has ham and cheese on it. We jumped on a "0n Off bus" (no trip to Europ...
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09.08.15 The days are piling up behind me with memories of colour, food, wine, parks and ancient stone buildings. Warm sunny days and three dimensional walking, looking up, and around the next corner and through archways and wrought iron fencing. It been laughing with a son I don't get much time with usually, it's so nice to enjoy his company and good humour. My feet are aching with the kilometres we have tracked but despite that Im sure I've put on kilograms....