The beginning: Continuing our quest to see the
world before time, money or our mobility run out, seeking new experiences,
places, food and wine. This year it was to be Portugal and Spain. A new airline
has made travel to this part of the world so much more inexpensive. TAAG is
Angola Airlines; you can leave from Cape Town or Johannesburg and travel to
Lisbon or Porto, with one stop (2 to 2.5 hours) to pick up passengers in Luanda.
The planes are operated by Emirates. The incentive, if you choose your flights
carefully as we did, is the cost. Our return fares were half those of our KLM
trip to Amsterdam last year which cost R24 000. This
was just over R12
000. Depart 17h20, arrive Porto 06h15. Porto and Luanda are on English time, so one hour ahead of SA
Two things we learnt never to trust on this
holiday: The weather reports and Google Maps. All will become evident. Before
we left Lynne checked the weather in Porto. Cape Town was 19°C
to 21°C and 13°C
at night. Porto was reportedly the same and it was Spring, so getting warmer,
we surmised. So we packed accordingly, with one warm jacket each, rain coats
and some vests and socks, just in case we had a wet chilly day in the European
spring.
Our flight was at 17h20. We did not wish to get
caught up on home going traffic on
the N2 so we took an Uber to the airport. The adventure started: as we drove
down Strand Street the driver was waved down by a Taxi and told his front right
tyre was flat. Indeed it was. He drove on towards the first garage in Woodstock
and we expected him to change the time. No such luck. He just filled it to
bursting point and off we drove to the airport! We feared we were going to get
stranded on the motorway and then what?! He made it by the skin on his tyre.
We checked in quite early to
get rid of our suitcases. This was a late lunch and a precaution against waiting
hours for anything on the plane. John had his last Hamburger and chips for weeks to come, smothered in caramelised onion, with a beer…
.. and Lynne a smoked salmon
and cream cheese croissant. Enough cream cheese for an army, and plenty of
salmon. We ate at the restaurant in the duty free waiting area, not much choice
but reasonable
Our plane awaits, it is a Boeing
777
After a bit of a bumpy ride, we
arrived at a wet and steamy Luanda at 20h20. There was thunder and lightning
They remove all water from you when
you board and exit from planes nowadays and we did not have Angolan currency to
buy anything. So we waited in the lounge till they called our onward flight to
Porto
They then moved us to the
“departure lounge”. It reminds us of Cape Town Airport in the 1970s. We sat
there for an hour or more watching a rampant brat whose mother had not yet
learnt the word NO!
Dinner is served on the plane
and we thank heavens that we had our meal before we left. It was stringy shark (or
you could have beef). Dessert was an olive oil cake, not bad. Perhaps eat
before you go. This is the breakfast we were served the next morning. Scrambled
eggs, everything unseasoned, flabby potato slices, a Vienna sausage (hopefully
not from Tiger Brands) and a bit of tomato. Some watermelon and a roll, butter
and jam. Something made Lynne ill later, John tasted the egg and ate the fruit and the roll, drank the juice
Arrival in Porto’s modern
airport. Lynne sailed through the biometric process at the automatic gates for
EU passports. SA passport holder John was grilled in Immigration, had to produce all the
documentation provided with his visa application and was the last through. Made
to feel really welcome. The luggage came through slowly. Then it was time to
get a sim card for our phone. Vodafone is in the airport and it cost €10
for 30 days purportedly for use in both Portugal and Spain. Hmmm. Just don’t
try to top up in Spain. And airtime seems not to be available everywhere like
it is here. Only at Vodafone shops
They did not serve coffee with
breakfast on the plane because of turbulence, so when we landed we needed some
to keep us going and had good strong Americanos and two delicious Pasteis de Nata
before heading off take our Metro into town to our AirBnB
Waiting for our train. Porto
has a similar system to our MyCiti card and travel on the tube is reasonable.
It is called an Andante card and costs €4, plus
money for fares. However the tube lines are limited in their range
The trains are modern and fast
We booked a room in this ground
floor apartment for our first two nights in Porto. And they very kindly let us check in early as we
were very tired after our flight. Our local metro station was Carolina
Michaelis and we wheeled our suitcases from there. Not doing that again
A neat and tidy room, but one
of us had to crawl across the bed to get into it. The flat where the owner
lives is spacious and modern. We could use the bathroom and the other common
areas
The handsome owner Amaro, who
is an IT specialist. When he left for work and the cleaning was complete, we were able to
sleep for a while. Sleeping on planes is not easy for us
The apartment has a lovely
large terrace
Sadly, we didn’t get to sit outside as the
weather was very cold and wet
Our street, Lynne is talking to
a neighbourhood cat. We were off to explore some of the local area and find a
supermarket to buy some food supplies for breakfast and the odd meal
We walked down the hill to the
Musica area where the Casa de Musica, Porto’s concert hall, is situated. In the
centre of the circle is this monument which celebrates the heroes and the dead
of the Guerra Peninsular (Spanish War of Independence against Napoleon 1807-14)
Porto is known as the City of
the Camellias and we found many trees in the circular park in full flower with
many dropped blossoms from the rain
An old cemetery wall and some
graffiti near our local Lidl, where we bought some provisions and, as we were so
tired after the flight, some lasagne for dinner. We walked for about two hours
and then climbed the hill back to our apartment
An elegant age
Old and modern, and everywhere
parked cars
A local church
Plaster figures of Mary, angels,
city gents or is that Galadriel?
After a good night’s sleep, and
a good breakfast of coffee and chocolate croissants, we were able to tackle our
first full day in Porto. We took the Metro and a long hike up a steep road and began
at the top of the hill, searching for a camera shop as John’s laptop’s SD card reader
was discovered to be on the fritz and needed replacing. We had an enjoyable walk
all the way down Rua Bon Jardim, our first hint about not trusting Google maps.
The shop we sought was near the bottom of this very long street. Google said it
was at the top.
Beautiful churches
Stylish hotels …
… and restaurants
After a long walk, we thought we must be near
the river, Nowhere near, we were about half way down the hill,
also many municipal buildings
In front is a choice of two
streets, we chose Rua das Flores, and it was a great choice. A pedestrian mall,
with lots of interesting shops, restaurants and bars, street artists, buskers
and lots of renovation of the old buildings is happening
Yes there are some plastic
flowers, but lots of real ones too
People having lunch on the
sidewalk
More of those plastic flowers!
A very talented draughtsman, drawing
in infinite detail
For beer lovers like us, this
frontage spoke to us. John didn’t recognise Ronaldo’s face
So in we went for our first
experience of Estrella Galicia beer, €5 for two 350
ml glasses
A pale lager with good hoppy bitterness, slightly fruity and creamy
on the palate
It starts its life in Galicia, is transported in barrel and then
finishes its maturation in copper vessels here in Porto. 1.30 on a Wednesday,
this was just the refreshment we needed
The Japanese couple in front of
us ordered something which smelled like heaven; duck rice, a local speciality,
full of wonderful garlic aromas. We were not yet hungry but vowed to return…
It was getting colder and
colder and was threatening to rain. Still no sight of the river, but it must be
down there somewhere. Onward we strode
Our mission was to visit the
Municipal market in the Jardim do Infante Dom, Google told us where it was
It was NOT TO BE. They moved
the market! This is now an exhibition venue, restaurant and nightclub, and the
police station is in the basement
We were not the only tourists
led a merry dance. It turns out we walked a road away from the new(ish)
Municipal market at the beginning of our trip at the top of the hill that
morning! Very frustrating.
Onward, ever downward and
onward, suddenly we could see the river
The Bolsa Palace (the old Stock
Exchange) and the Church of St Francis
The monument of Prince Henry
the Navigator. He was regarded as the main initiator of what would be known as
the Age of Discovery. Two years after his death in 1460 aged 66, Bartholomew
Dias rounded the Cape of Good Hope
Strutting young gulls. Porto is
very close to the sea
The view of Sandeman’s Port
house across the Douro river; in front is one of the famous port barges that
bring the port down river from the quintas where it is produced
The gulls are magnificent
gliders
Known as the Dom Luís I Bridge,
this railway bridge was built in 1877, and is attributed to Gustave Eiffel or
his partner, you can see the similarity in style to the Eiffel Tower, which was
his next project. Cars, buses and pedestrians walk across the lower span,
trains and pedestrians the top level
One of the joys of living by the sea is watching the gulls, such magnificent aviators
The Douro river is wide and
full at this time of year. Its source is in Spain and the snow melt on the
Sierras is what fuels this huge river which flows out to sea at Porto. We found
a bench and ate rolls with ham and cheese while admiring the view
There are many of these tourist
boats plying the river. An hour’s trip costs in the region of €15
per person. Some include a visit to one of the Port houses.
Some beautiful buildings line
the side of the river, and they are lived in!
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© John & Lynne Ford, Adamastor & Bacchus 2018
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