I had already written everything about my trip to Lisbon, but somehow WordPress managed to lost my articles. Some might say it was my fault, but I always prefer to blame the equipment. So here I find myself writing it all over again.
On day 3 we went to Cascais. It’s a sort of Beverly Hills for people who live in Lisbon.
Here is what you can expect from Cascais: palm trees, sun, palm trees, beach, palm trees, sea breeze, palm trees, boats, palm trees, expensive cars, palm trees, topless girls, and once in a while you might encounter a couple of palm trees.
The designated rally driver toke us through the beautiful landscape of Sintra on the way to Cabo da Roca, the westernmost point in continental Europe. It’s a bit windy there. And after that we stopped by Ericeira, a well known place among the surfing community. There we had a taste of hard life, with some couches and beers. Mmmmmmm sweet cold beers.
At night we decided to explore the night life in the capital, by going up and down the narrow streets of Bairro Alto. Never thought getting drunk could be so exhausting.