This is the view out of our two double windows.
We walked a little. We noted Lisbon’s picturesquely steep streets and did not envy the tourists packed like Portuguese sardines onto the iconic trams on route 28. I sat with the sculpture of Pessoa, Lisbon’s famous poet. We went to mass in another big old church.
Lyn was feeling headachy and weary this evening so we called off any plans for dinner out and had takeaway, occasionally looking out at the view.
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