Whilst Monique was hiding behind a bush dying of embarrassment (and
directing a mild dose of grumpiness towards Daniel for being so brazen), Daniel
was merrily invading the personal space of some locals.
Stumbling across a group of about fifteen Portuguese men sitting in
a park playing dominos and cards on a lazy Sunday afternoon was a pretty amazing
experience. Certainly like nothing we would normally see in the busy hustle and
bustle of cities like London or Melbourne. The sense of community was so
authentic.
After watching them play for quite a while and take a few snaps, the
fellas started spruiking Daniel in Portuguese and roaring with laughter at his
expense. Daniel heartily laughed in return, and casually edged away to rejoin his
ever-patient and tolerant wife.
We thoroughly enjoyed our time in Spain and Portugal. It was nice to
have a holiday where we actually stopped and relaxed, rather than just went at
100 miles an hour without ever stopping to catch our breath. The weather was
amazing, the people were sensational, and the food was inspirational (seriously
– you have not had chicken until you’ve had a genuine peri-peri char grilled
chicken).
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