We listened to Fado music, drank vino verde (see, I told you I'd get back to that) I had heard of green wine before, but had pretty low expectations. It was crisp and bright and dry and went down well with whatever I ate...the fado music however, was another story. It was well performed, but that's sadly all I can say about it. It was a beautiful downer.
My last day in Portugal began at midday because well, that's what happens when the verde flows til 4am. I saw castles and vistas and drank my fill of coffe and ate my fill of cake.
So off I went. I bought some verde and headed back to London.
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