Day 1
This trip did not start well. Our Tap Portugal flight to Lisbon was delayed 2.5 hours, causing us to miss our flight to Porto. Then our rescheduled flight to Porto was late—we had to deboard (is that a word?) the flight. My husband and I were with others standing waiting for the bus to the plane, having gone through airline checks and were told we had to go back and wait and reboard. It seemed they were missing some flight attendants. Then we got to Porto and could not get either Bolt or Uber to work. So we took a taxi.
And this was following the tension of Hurricane Milton eventually missing us, our niece, baby, her father and brother coming to our house days before we were to leave because they were predicted to be in the eye (her husband is ER physician and had to stay), and me misplacing my phone in our house and having to go to the airport without it (with boarding passes and reservations on it).
The good is I grabbed my laptop so was able to communicate with air bnb hosts (I also had paper reservations). My sister found my phone a week later face down in the garage but unharmed, we got a taxi driver who was also a tour guide who chatted with us to take us to our air bnb where our host thankfully was waiting for us. He showed us around but we were brain dead as evidenced by me “washing” some clothes a few days later by drying them in the washer/dryer!
We stayed just outside the historical area. It was mid-October so no need for air conditioning but it got stuffy with windows closed. Every place we stayed including here, was noisy with the windows open. The streets were cobble stone and narrow and the sound of cars reverberated. We played “waves” programs on You tube to sleep. It worked well.
We stayed 4 nights Porto, 1 night Douro Valley, 2 nights Coimbra, 1 night Tomar, 3 nights Algarve, and 4 nights Lisbon.
We rented a car when we left Porto and returned it before visiting Lisbon.
Day 2
Porto (18,500 steps)
The next day the sun was shining and it was beautiful. We walked one street over and discovered we were next to Rua De Santa Catarina which was a pedestrianized street full of shops. Refreshed by sleep, we rather joyfully walked down it, remarking at the abundance of pastry shops. It seemed like every third store sold pastries. Needless to say we did not make it too far without partaking!
But we slopped all over ourselves and after I got some napkins I remarked to the little girl sharing the bench with us how messy we were. Her father started talking to us and in the course of the conversation offered us roasted chestnuts. I don’t usually take food from people I don’t know but it seemed like the right thing to accept his gift. We saw later they were being sold on the street.
We came upon our first church-San Idelfonso. It was covered on the outside with tiles. The azulejos as tiles are called are a hallmark of Portugal and we grew to love them.
We walked to the train station – Sao Bento- which was also covered in tiles- through narrow medieval like streets. But the lanes near the train station are wide and lined with buildings that are reminiscent of Paris. The end of the street is topped by the City Hall. Such a contrast Avenida dos Aliados is to the narrow lanes approaching it. I always enjoy experiencing different architectural styles in close proximity to each other. We wandered a bit but it was somewhat challenging because it is all torn up right now for a new metro and it is difficult to cross the streets.