Our cruise didn’t board until Friday night so we had all day Thursday to wander around Porto on foot. We started the day with the hotel breakfast, which included the usual array of salad and sandwich fixings. Fortunately, for us Americans, there were also scrambled eggs, bacon and sausage weenies along with an array of Portuguese pastries.
After eating, we wandered down to the walkway along the riverfront where we watched tour boats haul tourists out for a cruise under Porto’s six bridges.
Above us, we watched a man along a wall cook fish on a pair of hibachis. We weren’t sure if it was for a restaurant or he was getting ready to host a fish feast.
Sidewalk shops line the riverfront walkway, offering great bargains on tons of things we don’t need and didn’t buy.
And, of course, there are restaurants and more restaurants. Nobody with a working credit card needs to go hungry out here.
We spent the day walking around, savoring the sights and snapping photos of things of stuff we just found interesting…
That night we had more Italian food, this time a pepperoni pizza from an al fresco restaurant across the street from the hotel.
Noting that we had previously purchased pizza in Lisbon, Dianne complained that we were becoming Portugal pizza people.
“Would you rather eat sardines?” I asked her.