Category Archives: Portugal 2025

Ferry #2: Rostock to Trelleborg Following a delightfully unremarkable trip up the Baltic, we closed in on Trelleborg. We left our cabin and sat around with our fellow seafaring passengers. This included a small dog that looked somewhat confused. Leaving … Continue reading →

We had an early start and a bit of panic over our train tickets. We had the confirmation but couldn’t find the actual tickets. Arriving at the station an hour and a half early, gave Mirinda enough time to find … Continue reading →

Following a lovely sleep in and delightful shower, we headed out onto the gradually warming streets of Madrid. Mirinda was wearing her big coat, reminding us that it’s actually cold in Trosa. The walk to the Madrid Atocha station was … Continue reading →

Today was all about driving from Portugal to Spain. Along narrow, twisty roads that were lined with dry stone terracing walls, with the Duoro River for company. Then, all of a sudden, we came to a massive dam. The dam stretched … Continue reading →

Back on February 19, 1998, we left Australia for the UK. Who would have guessed that 27 years later, we would be sitting in a restaurant amid vineyards, in a Quinta in Portugal? Certainly not me. But that’s exactly where … Continue reading →

I love eating fish. I especially like eating fish when I’m out and about. I’ve eaten fish in many countries in the world, prepared in many different ways. Sometimes the ways have been negligibly good but, more often than not, … Continue reading →

It seems that we are following Afonso I, the first king of Portugal, on this trip. There was Leirias then Santarém then Lisbon and today, we found, he chased the Moors out of what is now Óbidos. That’s a Latinized … Continue reading →

I find a lot of Portugal to be crumbling away. Well, not the roads, obviously. Buildings, though, seem very much in need of some fixing. I’m surprised people live in them. With this decay comes graffiti and litter as people … Continue reading →

Mirinda had a lunch date today. She was meeting some people in a big business type place in a town called Leiria. We parked in the biggest car park I’ve ever seen which is outside a massive football stadium because, … Continue reading →