07.05.2011 - 07.05.2011 25 °C
I woke up before our alarm went off, and started out my day trying to book accommodations. It’s an ongoing saga involving not enough accommodations and a small budget. At 7:30 I woke Shane up, we dressed and finished our packing. We went in search of coffee before our packs were strapped to our backs, marking us not only as tourists but as backpackers. Our coffee shop wasn’t open, (I suppose even he needs a day off) so we did walked the block and bought some fruit. 2 tangerines, 1 apple, 2 bananas and 1/2lb of cherries...1.24 euros. Things are so cheap here.
Across the street from our room we spotted a cafe and grabbed our espresso. We picked up our packs and started for the metro. As we were leaving the building the first drops of hard pelting rain began to fall. We ran for cover and groped our way through the metro.
We arrived at our desired platform one hour before scheduled departure. Waiting on the platforms is usually a pleasant experience, except this morning was rainy, cold and very windy. We were glad to see the train come in and relieve us from the chill. 3.5 hours later we got off the train in sunny Lisbon. Our hostel is very nice, it’s central and secure, the bunks have heavy curtains to block out the light and though it is most definitely a party hostel I don’t think the noise will be an issue. We set our packs in their lockers and went to find lunch.
Unfortunately lunch was a poor value for money. To bad really because we’d found such good value in Portuguese food. We left that restaurant slightly less hungary and to many dollars poorer. We wandered up a hill following the tracks of the legendary tram 28 on the advice of the reception dude at our hostel. We passed a pretty church with organ music playing. Shane and I were both curious so we peaked inside and saw a wedding being preformed within. We spent some time in the pews listening to the music while the new couple took pictures. We continued up the hill narrow, winding hill until we happened upon the monastery. We didn’t stay for long because it was packed, instead we headed back down the hill on the opposite side we came up, through the flee market, aptly named the market of thieves. It’s very fitting because the whole “market” was just a bunch of gypsies selling their loot. and pick pockets looking for targets. The entire thing was slightly unnerving, only helped (or not!) by the intense police presence.
We spent a few hours at the hostel trying to figure out hotel bookings for Croatia before Shane left to get groceries at the closest supermarket. When he got back Shane made us a huge dish of pasta with chorizo and wine and it was delicious! I’m so glad I finally got to eat some home cooked food! We did our dishes, took our showers and got dressed.
We enjoyed a few glasses of beer on the patios of Lisbon. At one place we paid 2.45 euros for a glass of beer and at the next we paid 4.50 FOR THE SAME SIZED BEER! It irks me to see us getting worked over by greedy businesses. We will need to be more vigilant here about just how much things cost, than in our beautiful Porto. After two glasses and some good conversation we headed back and to our beds for sleep.