|Jorge drinking a yogurt milkshake on the coast|
|Me at the start of our hike to Ursa|
|Aga and I at the most Western point in Europe|
|One of the (non-royal!) palaces at Sintra|
The evening was more relaxing- I hunted down some wifi, (surprisingly difficult) then met up with goncuelo #1 for some walking in the rain through Lisbon's night time hot spots and a cheese sandwich at the famous A Brasileria. He's lived here his whole life and went to school at Lisbon's top tech colleague, affiliated with MIT. He loves his country, even if it doesn't make sense to me. I love all the pastel-colored houses but I commented I've never experienced a place so obsessed with tiles. They cover the exteriors of houses with tiles, sidewalks with tiles and neither of us had any idea why. Goncalo said boring sidewalks elsewhere are one of the things that make him most nostalgic for home. I didn't appreciate it as I slipped, slid and "surfed" (in his words) down the hilly streets of his city but it certainly is unique! Goncalo is a lover of languages, has traveled extensively with his telecommunication company and since he has dated a vegetarian in the past, he had some dining tips for me. As well as advice for city sightseeing in general. Now I plan to stay dry and fight off this cold for Lisbon city-sightseeing tomorrow! I no longer have access to Lucas' nifty SD card thing so photos will have to wait!