Mind the gap
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Porto. I’ve been looking forward to this city for a while and I’ve a ‘two-nighter’ to explore it. But first breakfast in Combarro. Joining me is a fantastic bunch of Indian pilgrims walking up from Porto (the route of St. James’ coffin). We share stories, as you do, and having lived in Dubai, they ask when I was there? “2011 onwards,” I reply, to which their loud and giggling response is, “You’re such a baby, we were there in the 70’s.” It’s then they give me a big Indian family hug and a beautiful reminder that I might be on this trip by myself, but I’m certainly not alone.
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Off into the country now and practically no cars on the road, especially through the national park of Penada Geres. What a place!
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Making good time too and with just 4hr 25m to go I stop and do something I’ve been meaning to for years – start sketching. I bought a little notebook and pen in Lugo to just scribble my thoughts and pen a few memories. To just slow down really. I want to soak this time in, to really look at what I’m seeing, to listen, to smell and ‘be calm’.
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Turns out that somehow I didn’t quite have as much time as I thought as between the Nav (Arrival time) and the time I still had to travel something was out. Maybe time zones, maybe Garmin – who knows. As a result, I was now about to hit Porto in rush hour and at 36C – this is going to be a cooker!
On D’WFR, I have 2x 30ltr soft panniers, which as it happens turn out to be quite helpful in rush hour. Squeezing through the traffic is not easy at any time, but with panniers - dicey. I must apologise to the Portuguese driver who I bounced off as no matter how much I sucked in air I couldn’t quite make the gap. But with a cheery tap of my bag (no damage done mate) and a wave in the air whilst looking behind at his startled face, I continue on.
Sweaty and tired, it’s time for the pleasure of the
Moov Hotel Porto Norte. To be honest it is a soulless trendy student looking dorm and like any city place expensive at over €100 a night. Add to that €6 each day for basement parking, but I want D’WFR off the street. The young lady described how to enter the garage with a keypad code. So down the steep ramp and no keypad? Over my shoulder I look back to see it at the top! I’m committed now, no way up, no way down and no way of parking without D’WFR falling over. In God we trust, a car came by to the rescue. I’ve never been so happy.
This busker seemed to catch my mood after the ramp incident....
Porto is a wonderful place but hordes of tourists – just like me. Hot again, so its doodle time in the shade.
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Dom Luis bridge over the Douro River
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