After leaving behind the fog-engulfed hills of Sintra, we drove to Cabo da Roca and strolled across the sea cliffs near the lighthouse.Β Cabo da Roca is the westernmost point in Europe, further west than Cape Finisterre in Spain, which in Roman times was believed to be the end of the known world.
It was a rugged and windswept place, but not quite remote enough to escape the tourists. The tonal sing-song of hordes of Chinese tourists echoed across the high cliffs and among the ice plants.Β I’m not a litigious person, but I would have sued them if I could have, for disturbing the peace.
Once back in our MINI Cooper Clubman, Mike wanted to get closer to the ocean, so he veered off the paved road down a rutted dirt road that seemed to head off into the sea.Β The ruts were deep and, sensing we would get stuck if he continued, I insisted that we backtrack out of there.
The next thing I knew, the car began performing roughly, with a thumping noise coming from the front driver’s side. We had a flat tire. We bumped into town and parked, but, to our annoyance, found no spare in the car.Β We called Europcar to send a repairman or a tow truck and taxi to 3 Gomes Restaurant.
It took a good long while to sort out that incident, with a tow truck and taxi finally arriving and taking us to the closest Europcar office.Β We were planning to return the car anyway, as we didn’t want to take it into Lisbon, and luckily they didn’t give us much grief.Β They were partly at fault for not including a spare in the car.

Cabo da Roca

Cabo da Roca

Cabo da Roca

Cabo da Roca
We took a taxi into the city, crawling through horrendous traffic jams because of the military parade that apparently had followed us from GuimarΓ£es and was now clogging the streets of Lisbon.
After settling into PensΓ£o Londres, we went directly across the street to LOSTin Esplanadaβ’Bar, my favorite place in Lisbon, where we enjoyed fabulous views of downtown Lisbon and the Castelo de SΓ£o Jorge.Β Lunch was a a fusion between the East and the Mediterranean: vegetable samosas, red beet carpachio with greens & yogurt, and goat cheese pastry with blueberry compote.
Then we moseyed downhill from Bairro Alto, past the graffiti-covered Elevador de Gloria. Heading uphill again to Alfama, we bowed into Lisbon’s SΓ© (Cathedral) and wandered among colorful laundry strung on balconies, enticing souvenir shops, peeling and crumbling buildings, trams and tuk-tuks, street art and messy graffiti, colorful tile faΓ§ades, and festive flower-bedecked windows near Castelo de SΓ£o Jorge. We enjoyed the sun setting on the blushing roofs of Lisbon and the RΓo Tejo from Miradouro de Santa Luzia.
In Alfama, we acted as if we were dating and did a kind of bar hop for dinner, stopping first for a happy hour and bruschetta at Canto da Vila bistrΓ΄.Β Further down one of Lisbon’s seven hills, after passing a strange gilded busker suspended illogically in mid-air, we dipped into Bairro do Avillez, where we enjoyed several small dishes: “LinguiΓ§a” sausage bread purΓ©e with asparagus, tomato and green apple salad and “Portuguesinha,” or Portuguese cooked pie.Β We topped our meal off with desserts of olive oil & honey pudding with lemon zest and Taberna’s Chocolate Cake.
After our exhausting day, we switched on the TV and watched the end of Forrest Gump, which we watched until we fell asleep.

LOSTin Esplanada β’ Bar

me at LOSTin Esplanada β’ Bar

view over Lisbon from LOSTin Esplanada β’ Bar

Elevador de Gloria

unknown church in Lisbon

SΓ© de Lisboa

Tiled facades in Alfama

view from Miradouro of Santa Luzia

view from Miradouro of Santa Luzia

view from Miradouro of Santa Luzia

view from Miradouro of Santa Luzia

eyes on us in Alfama

entrance to Castelo de SΓ£o Jorge

charming window in the Alfama neighborhood around the Castelo de SΓ£o Jorge

Busker

Bairro do Avillez
*Saturday, November 3, 2018*
*15,346 steps, or 6.5 miles*
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We had a similar puncture experience down a single track road miles from anywhere this summer! Unfortunately it was our own car. Cars donβt come with spares these days – both our cars just have repair kits, but the hole in this one (Johnβs) was too big for it to work. We vowed to buy a spare before venturing off the beaten track again. Not got round to it yet though β¦
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Oh no, Anabel! I’m sorry to hear about your “puncture experience!” It really is such an inconvenience, isn’t it? How did you get through it? You’ve probably written a blog post about it, which I hope I can catch up on now that I’m home from my huge road trip. I’m surprised you don’t have a spare tire in your own car. It certainly does help to have one. Uh-oh, don’t take off again without getting that spare. π
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I havenβt yet, though itβs the next one in the queue to write. I donβt know when they stopped putting spares in cars. Mine is 4 years old, so at least that far back. We never really thought about it till we needed it β¦
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I hope I can catch up soon, and I look forward to reading about your tire experience. We had a problem with a tire on our recent trip too, in our own car. Luckily it was the part of the trip where Mike had joined me and I wasn’t stranded off all alone. π
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So many pretty photos in this post Cathy. I love all the red roofed buildings.
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Thanks so much, Carol. I love Lisbon’s red roofed buildings! π
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Nice to read of you having a good meal instead of some of the stuff you had to eat on the pilgrimage. I know it was adequate and some of it enjoyable but I still admire your stoicism on that trip. I would have at least, needed gourmet sustenance! My husband and I visited Cabo de Roca back in the sixties on our very first trip to Portugal. We drove everywhere at that time and as tourism was just taking off there, the roads were pretty quiet and the villages unused to visitors.
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I love a good meal whenever I can find it, so I was thrilled when we could eat some gourmet meals, Mari. I bet Cabo de Roca was wonderful when it wasn’t crowded with tour buses and when the villages were quiet. π
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You were lucky with the hire car! In Australia and New Zealand unless you hire a 4 wheel drive car you are not allowed off-road! I had a ‘dicky fit’ when the road we were travelling on in Oz ran out of tarmac due to roadworks and I had to drive 4 kms on sand to reach the town where we were staying! Praying a loose stone wouldn’t ricochet and damage the car!
I have many of the same photos as you do here Cathy. We must have trodden a similar route in Lisbon π
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Well… admittedly, the car rental company didn’t know that we’d gone off road. After all, one can get a flat tire from anywhere. But if they’d had a spare, we could have changed the tire ourselves. Having nothing, it was impossible for us to fix the situation ourselves. π
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Such lovely light on Lisbon!
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Thanks, Marsi. I love anywhere when the sun is going down. π
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Such beautiful light over Lisbon! I don’t know that restaurant but it looks and sounds good, Cathy. The ladies who have the house next door to us here in the Algarve live on that coast, very near to Cabo da Roca, and we have an invitation to stay with them next time we go up that way. I’m really excited at the prospect. π π
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Have you been there before, Jo? It is such a nice area. We didn’t go into the town there, except the town where we had the flat tire, but all the towns looked very appealing. You should definitely take your friends up on their offer! π
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We’ve been to Sintra on a day trip from Lisbon, and stayed in Cascais, Cathy, but we certainly will take them up on it when we get chance. π π
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I was asking about Cabo da Roca. Have you been there?
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No hon, I haven’t π
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Beautiful, The city is so colourful.
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Thank you so much, and thanks for dropping by and commenting. π
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