Our Thursday was indeed nice...relaxing morning, going through the highest single lift in Europe just before lunch. The two brothers helped oversee the successful process:
After lunch, we all hopped back on the busses for a short trip to the old village of Lamego, visiting another beautiful church and a historical museum in the city.
We are in official port wine country, so next up was a port wine tasting at Quinta do Seixo wine estate. We had a very nice guided tour, then we got to taste both white and ruby port. Who knew there was such a thing as white port?!
We learned that rose bushes are planted in vineyards, not for their obvious beauty, but because they are like canaries in a cave--when either dies, that signals a problem. When the rose bush dies, the vines are in trouble, thus alerting the folks to check it out.
Dinner was ready shortly after our arrival back onboard, followed by a group of seven locals performing a Portuguese Folk Music show (did y'all know there is a Portuguese guitar? I didn't.). They were a lively group. Let me say that MM was the only one of our group NOT in the "train" line, final number, dancing around the room. It was fun, but we four didn't stick around for the nightly piano player, who is our after-the-show show. Whew! That dancing was tiring.
We have a slow Friday morning (thank goodness). We may need it. I will be back to visit when able.
Life is good, y'all. Carry on.
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