May 20, 2011
Day 8 Obidos
We woke up the next morning and walked just across the way to have a croissant and a coffee. The rental car was due at the the hotel at 10:30, and it was still raining, so we were happy to wait just a moment for the arrival, since the cobbles seemed like they would be slippery. Portugal is the size of Indiana, so I kept reminding myself of that when thinking about driving. The staff at the hotel, when I asked them how to get to the beach town of Cascais, said, “Oh! Just head that way!” and pointed. So off we went. John did a great job driving. It was raining, as usual, and we stopped at a few points on the coast, but were kind of tired of the wind and rain, so we kept driving. Wait. This is Portugal? Right? Not Ireland?
And we were so looking forward to going to Sintra, but man did it pour rain the whole time. I managed to snap a few shots of the Palace without soaking the camera.
So we gave in to the elements and hit the road for our final destination for the day, the walled city of Obidos. Here we had booked a room in a country manor. And despite the rain, we had a warm welcome and enjoyed the beautiful grounds.
After check-in (and cleaning up a bit) we went up to the walled city for a stroll and some dinner before bedtime.
We were ready for a quiet (dry) evening. Portugal, you are hilly, rainy and windy!
