were on Friday morning five young women shivering in a parking lot in Salamanca something perplexed by a Citroen around.
Natalie from Germany have been stirred minutes on it, that was found in the car with all the windows of the cold of the night were completely frozen, an ice scraper nowhere. Kazura from Japan took out a handkerchief and began assiduously in a corner of the rear wheel so wegzuschrubben the ice until the tissue was soaked, so about five seconds. Adriana (actually Hyekyoung) and Valeria (actually Minjeong) from Korea made finally on the way back to the car-owner in order to ask for ice scrapers. Clara in Germany continued during the the driver's seat, looked with interest the various levers and buttons, and wondered where was the foot brake.
This was the promising start of our wonderful and unfortunately far too short weekend trips to Portugal. The reason why we rented a car, was that it was cheaper than either would have bought a train ticket individually. With refueling and parking garage at the end we came to indeed be relatively close but the 80 € that the train would have cost approach, but still not quite, we also insist on a train many high-speed map Reading, In-3 languages simultaneously--Chat and involuntary missed sightseeing tours, we have had on the car.
This was then also go the same because we missed a turn and it was then difficult and was simply no (legal) way to get back to the point where this branch was. With the qualified statements of four riders from three countries with two maps and five opinions, I finally turned into a major road and drove back again, until I realized that it was a negotiated one-way street and I went to the bus lane. When I stopped straight and turn again wanted the police overtook us and stopped in front of us, a nice gentleman and a nice lady got out and were not intended to say something, because I immediately reciting it, explaining to them that I had noticed just what I did here, that I did sorry if I had to pay for something and that we wanted to Lisbon.
Sun all could follow the two are not me, because my four female passengers shouted at the same time the same things in a different order. After we printed them, however, our Google Maps route from the nose and she kept them closely studied (I do not want to know how many buses we were staying even), we could clarify things by and by.
"You want out of the city?" - "Yes!" - "You want to Portugal" - "Yes!" - "Follow us."
I do not know how do much the Salam Antines police Friday morning, but it does not seem to be much, and that was our luck. At least one quarter of an hour we drove behind the police car through Salamanca, until we were suddenly on a highway, and above us a large sign that said "Portugal" was. From the police car came an arm that pointed to the sign, and we let the window down and called the car a unanimous "¡Gracias!" counter before it went on the descent back to Salamanca. The police, your friend and helper.
The ride on the highway then proceeded according to plan, and around the city then took over and Natalie times the tax that has not so much driving experience and the ride was so exciting to some. The "Guías sonoras" in Portugal's motorways - white lines that make noise when you drive on it - were a big help.
arrived in Lisbon, we of course proceeded us again, before we then found our hostel. It was very nice and friendly, apart from the showers, but she was favorable.
Lisbon is very large and very, very beautiful. Large parts of the city from the 18th Century, because there was a huge earthquake, according to which everything had to be rebuilt. The houses there are very many patterns of tiles, this style is from the time when the Arabs were there. There is also a surprising number of ghost houses that are clearly empty, with broken windows and exfoliated plaster. It shames me something that even those empty, broken buildings seem more alive than most occupied houses in German cities. >. \u0026lt;
There is a great big Elevador, which allows you to boot up to a viewing platform, and we did first. From there, we have seen the sea (or at least the excesses of the sea, seen from Lisbon), and therefore we wanted to because even the same way. A beach, there was not really, but a large archway and a beautiful square with a statue on it. Actually there are a lot of statues in Lisbon, is in the middle of each intersection one. Also usually sits on top of a bird. I noticed fact that Lisbon sits on anything a bird. Usually there are seagulls, but sometimes pigeons or sparrows. Is there appear to like the cherry on the Toast Hawaii. On every statue, every lamppost, every column, every ship, every sign and every house sits a bird.
After we had seen so many boats on the sea, we also wanted to one. It was not difficult because in Lisbon line drive boats such as buses or trains, and the people who sit in it, read or talk or stare bored straight ahead, because they probably go that route quite often. I
however, made to go out the window like a seasick and took pictures while the other four that were content to make a lot of photos of my butt. I'm then told them that they can take pictures of my butt in Salamanca, but that there is a great big bridge and the huge statue of Christ only in Lisbon.
said then actually not so very true. The 2km long, "Ponte de 25 de Abril" provides, certainly look as if it were inspired by the Golden Gate Bridge, and the "Cristo Rei" (see the photo in the background) also reminds strongly with his famous brother in Brazil. Therefore, somewhat later, said Natalie has aptly: "We have San Francisco and Rio de Janeiro in one."
evening we went in a beautiful old restaurant and have the national dish eaten Bacalhao ( cod). Like all national courts, it does not taste really good, but just heard it. In the restaurant there were also live fado, the Portuguese music with guitars. The singers were very good and a little offended when we do not want to buy their CD. Are
The next day we went to the Castelo, or rather increased, for it is on top of the Berg. The Castelo are ruins of a castle in the 12th Century was built by the Muslims. The area is very large and beautiful and you have a spectacular view over Lisbon, which I've photographed about twenty times, but the photos have all become stupid because we feel only has, if one is up there, and not, If you look a picture.
on the ruins could be running around and scrambling on the towers. Even more interesting, but I found that apparently the majority of Portugal's cat population lives in Castelo. Everything was full of cats, of which some even let you stroke them. As a result of excessive photographing cats was then soon the battery of my camera is empty, but that was not bad, because the others have - with the exception of Natalie, who met with "¡Venga, son solo gatos!" With us but on granite - continue the excessive love photographing cats.
The conversations with Portuguese were amusing. Portuguese compared to English influence on me as compared to Dutch German: A very strange dialect, which one sounds familiar, but almost nothing from which one sees, if the person does not speak very slowly and clearly. The many "sh" s But somehow it sounds even more to Polish than to English. is Portuguese for the three Asian-fifth of our little group but actually the perfect language, I think: both Kazura and Hyekyoung Minjeong and have trouble distinguishing the R and L, and this is obviously just as the Portuguese . "Place" is called (in English "Plaza") in Portuguese "Praca" and "South" (in English, "Sur") is called "Sul".
Most Portuguese refuse to English To speak and are in the ways a bit like the Catalans: You ask something in English, they answer in Portuguese. They say again what they answer back in English and in Portuguese. And if you ask in advance for safety's sake, "¿Habla Español?" Comes as a response usually a grin and "Te entiendo" (I understand). They do really, the only question is whether one understands Portuguese and their answers. Since they obviously much rather talk English as English, we are finally switched to English.
The greatest area where we were to say, Belém. There are a lot of beautiful things, such as a monastery with a great big white church turn. The best thing there but the Pasteis de Belém, small cakes, the sugar and cinnamon and it does taste so good that I've eaten three of them and we who have brought us later in the supermarket.
Then there are the beautiful Torre de Belem, which is fabulous and beautiful and tall and built, totzubomben to foreign vessels. You can clean up and go upstairs to the roof.
eaten hot dogs and I'm friends with the sparrows Belém closed. In the end they have even dared to eat hot dog bun crumbs from my hand!
Next, we put everyone in a crowded tram, and in Natalie's purse was stolen, what we noticed shortly after the supermarket. This was the only downer this weekend, otherwise everything was really great. Even my postugiesischsprachiges Harry Potter book, which is of course compulsory, I still get hold of. We went with the historic old trams, and with this lift tram that starts up a very steep road. We also have several nice big park visits, and the sky was blue and the weather is so summery, we have stored our jackets in the car and walked around in T-shirts. On Sunday we have
trying to fill up, and with the help of some very nice people at the gas station (which also had an interest in ensuring that we finally drove away from the gas pump, because they wanted to recharge itself), we have finally the complicated system, once the work stations in Portugal got it, and after a quarter of an hour my hand was full of gasoline and the tank full. Then we have a little procedure in Lisbon and of course again in a one way street the wrong way GEDU (This time it was not the police, but a few pedestrians Lisbon that we have wildly gesticulating made aware of our mistake), and then we were on the highway and it went back to Spain. While it is nice to have a good shower, but the people of Lisbon were incredibly warm and it is still a lot there that we have not seen, such as another, newer bridge, all of 17 kilometers long. It may well be that at some point I go there again!
Tonight's eat sushi and share photos - the funniest Lisbon photos I'll post here also determined.
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