My first journey abroad presented a close friend to the birthday. After consulting with the husband-Portuguese, she ordered a tour to the "favorite bay." Documents gave only at the airport, confessing with a laugh, which sends me to Lisbon. Romance, I thought, ended. It turned out to be right: Amur adventures were not, but the fun happened daily. Although, every time going for a walk, waiting for meetings with a real prince. Lisbon is so beautiful that he wants to fall in love.
The local boys and girls are encountered to get married. Because I, frivolous, did not get the narrowed. His place was taken by new friends, which I quickly found, taking part in a street holiday. I thought I got to the wedding, it turned out: the quarters of the quarter celebrated the victory of the local team in the regional football competition. Communicated in English. Topics familiar to these residents: football, dancing, faad (vintage romances). When it was boring, I considered the roofs on the roofs of houses that were well visible from the restaurant terrace, where we were sitting.
Suppress the yawn from the same time the local cuisine helped. Oh, I love to eat something tasty! And the local cooks are perfectly prepared all that adore: seafood, cabbage, meat. Excellent shades such a cutting dishes from the cheeses, which are famous for the region, and local lung wine. One bad: in many restaurants tea, coffee, medium desserts. Another thing in tea salons, cafes, pastry shops. I can not without fruit-vegetables, but I almost did not make a mistake with the choice. Well "Aborigines" suggested that high-quality bananas are delivered from Madeira, pineapples from Azor. Vegetables are worth taking local.
However, what to talk about boredom when you all right in comedy position!? I joked, saying that starting a day with reading newspapers - it means to spoil forever digestion, walked in a stupid. It turns out that the intellectual portuguese at breakfast must be studied fresh press. I laugh all without learning in a pretty yellow-white typewriter an old-kind tram. Caused overall joy, eating 10 layers per evening. My dances to the very departure reminded the dance of the kids who barely made the first steps. Such fun, fast, clumsy, like my Lisbon vacation.