31 October 18 - Lisbon, Portugal

Today I am in beautiful Lisbon, Portugal. This was the view from my balcony when we arrived in Lisbon last night.

Bathed in pure Atlantic light, crowned by the storybook St. George's Castle and straddling seven hills, Lisbon is one of Europe's most visually striking capitals. The city has a genuine friendliness and blissfully laid-back pace. At once nostalgic and progressive, Lisbon's charm shines through in everyday life -- listening to the mournful fado songs in the Moorish Alfama's alleys, indulging in custard tarts in gilded Art Nouveau patisseries and living it up at a Bairro Alto street party.

Nothing says Lisbon like a ride on century-old tram 28, which trundles past stately plazas, Estrela Basilica's graceful dome and the Romanesque Sé Cathedral. Just steps away, the Moorish Alfama quarter's mazy lanes are full of laundry billowing, neighbors gossiping and melancholic fado songs. Down by the river, Jerónimos Monastery's fantastically ornate Manueline cloisters whisk you back to Portugal's Age of Discovery.

Since I had been to Lisbon before I decided to take a tour to Sintra and visit the Quinta da Regaleira palace. Unfortunately it was a very cold and rainy day so it spoiled the photo taking but I made the best of it.

Before returning to the ship I stopped in a quaint cafe and had this marvelous custard-filled pastry and a decadent Cappuccino.

When ships leave port they always have small tug-boats called pilot boats to steer them out of the harbour. It was fun to see this one from my balcony.

 And my doggy of the day is . . . . . . .


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