Eat My Meaty Thing!

The day started off pretty relaxed, we hung around the room for the morning.. there doesn't seem to be all that much open for the mornings here and then we headed off to check out a few little places.. 

 ..one being the port museum, which by the name of it you would think it would be all about port and possibly even show how they make port right? Well wrong! The best part about it was the seats, that we used to take a little break before heading over the bridge to the other side for lunch.. where we were to eat Francesinha.. which was pretty fucking good. meaty, cheesy, bready, beery goodness! 

After lunch we headed off to do a little more port tasting.. boozeheads we are! But while in Porto.. one must drink port.. right?

Em and I then parted from Georg and Mike and headed up, what turned out to be another freaken steep cobblestoned hill! But at the top we had a pretty awesome view of Porto..

And then we got to go over the bridge, that wobbled a little as we walked on it, and as trains went over it.. I felt safer on the Eiffel Tower. But.. there was a pretty stellar view over Porto from the bridge too..

We made our way through the streets, came across a little market, had a little nosy about.. which is where we came across this little guy pecking away at the flowers that were for sale.. 

We made it home all safe and sound and had a relaxing evening in the room, drinking tea from wine glasses, eating dinner, playing asshole and just general chinwagging. It was a pretty reasonable night. Also one of the employees here.. actually dropped off some fresh towels for us.. which I didn't think would actually happen. He did it all in secret, coz you aren't allowed to have the towels changed before 3 days of use. However it wasn't until just after he left that I realised that I could have just washed and dried our towels in the washerdryer combo that we have in the apartment. Doh! *facepalm*

Next stop.. Lisbon!