Jake was waiting for me in the lobby of the Campanha train
station in Porto when my train from Lisbon arrived! He looked much the same, still looking good
after his 190 mile trek on the Camino Primitivo in Spain. We had a short wait for the local train to
the Sao Bento station downtown, then a short walk to our apartment.
We are in the heart of the old part of Porto on a steep
windy street that has limited access to cars.
The apartment was renovated in 2014 and received awards for its
ecofriendly redo. There are lots of nice
architectural touches like some exposed rock and wood walls and original beams,
all whitewashed to make them look bright and clean. The kitchen cabinet doors are old windows
with most of the paint scraped off leaving a sort of marbled looking
pattern. The stairs coming up from the ground
floor and within the apartment are fairly steep and narrow, but nothing for a
Camino Primitivo walker!
Jake had acquired a head cold after hiking and a craving for
lots of vegetables, so I found a little grocery up the hill on our street and
bought carrots, zucchini, broccoli, onion and garlic to roast. Later I found there is a larger, more modern
grocery down the hill, but for vegetables and meat I think the smaller one may
be better. Also within a block or two
are a butcher, a pastry shop, numerous restaurants of all sorts, wine shops,
and other stores.
On our first full day in town we explored the old part of
the city and went to the indoor municipal market. There are numerous old churches, palaces,
forts, etc. around this part of town.
Many buildings have beautiful tile facades. The city is situated above the Rio Douro with
great views from many parts of town. Near
one of the old churches, a large group of students was doing some sort of
initiation of freshmen. The sophomores
were all dressed up, women in black skirts, hose and shoes and a black jacket
with a white shirt and black tie, men in black suits with white shirts and black
tie and both sexes wearing Harry Potter like black shawls. The freshmen were wearing red
sweatshirts. I’m not sure what was going
on but a lot of sophomores were yelling and brandishing bottles of wine at the master
of ceremonies. And sometimes small
groups of freshman would be invited up on the stand and offered a black cape.
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Tile facades along the waterfront |
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Superman and Batman live here |
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Freshman Initiation |
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Sao Bento train station |
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Along the ramparts |
The municipal market is not as great as some other European
markets we’ve been to, but it had its charms.
There are a couple stalls to buy bread and many seafood stalls with
octopi spilling out of bins and sardines of all sizes on display. We sampled a fried codfish ball from one
place and then had lunch at one of the seafood restaurants in the market. They hand you a menu that is basically a
photo album of what they serve, suitable in any language! There was basically one waitress and one
other person who would set and clear tables and bring food over. Both were extremely busy but the food came
out pretty quickly. I got a glass of the
house white wine and grilled dourado fish.
Jake got grilled sardines. Both
were very good, served with buttery potatoes and some lettuce and tomato.
Before the meal they bring a little plate of fried stuffed things with a few
olives.
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At the market - note the green custard apple fruits by the vendor - relatives of paw paws |
On day two we decided to walk to Foz de Douro, the closest
beach. We first went through the Garden
of the Crystal Palace. There used to be
a glass dome there, but now it is a huge cement dome and I’m not sure what it’s
used for. But it is surrounded by a
pretty park. We got an expresso and a
chocolate muffin at the little coffee kiosk and chatted with the guy about where
New Mexico was. He had heard of NM and knew
it was near Texas.
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Oddly pruned London plane trees |
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Life adding to art |
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At the Palacio de Cristal |
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Garden at the Palacio de Cristal |
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Graffiti artist Costah, not sure if the nose is by him too |
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Stone paved roads from the garden to the riverfront |
From the park it was a long walk along the river to the
beach, but pleasant looking out over the river and walking on a paved
pedestrian/bike path. The beach isn’t
much of a swimming beach, but there were people sunning themselves on the sand. We decided to have lunch at one of the outdoor
restaurants along the beach. You never
know what you’ll get when you ask for lemonade.
This time we got a glass with lemon juice in it, some packets of sugar,
and a bottle of water. This is kind of a
nice way to serve lemonade really since you can make it just as you like. We got an order of grilled padron peppers as
an appetizer, sprinkled with flaky sea salt.
The peppers were not at all spicy, but had that great grilled
flavor. Sandwiches were pretty good and
it was a very pleasant spot to while away an hour while resting our feet. We caught the historic tram back into town.
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Along the Rio Douro |
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Ruin overrun with bougainvillea |
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Heron and fishing boats |
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Our lunch spot |
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Inside the tram |
In the late afternoon we went back out in our neighborhood
to some craft/flea markets. The old part
of town is buzzing with tourists from all over.
We had a cup of tea next door to a famous bookstore, but the bookstore
is so popular they now sell timed tickets to even get into it. Who would have thought there would still be
lines of people going to a bookstore! It
is famous more for its architecture than its books though.
We had an early dinner at a tapas restaurant just up the
street, Caldereiros. Jake was in the
mood for vegetable rice or soup, and ended up with a soupy vegetable rice, so
that was satisfying. I had shrimp cooked
in garlic and white wine, fried octopus fillets, and black eyed peas with a parsley
topping. We shared a ½ liter of red
sangria. Apparently with the octopus,
you boil it in salted water for an hour or more, cool it, then fry it. It had the consistency of a chicken
tender. The fillets come from a certain
part of the octopus though, not all parts are cooked the same.
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