In Spain may stay mainly in the plains, but in Portugal it stays in the mountains!
Went to bed in the rain; woke up in the rain. We are hoping it will clear some as we head down the mountain to the beach. Last night was the coldest I have been. The only way to get warm was to go to bed. Shirley put on extra t-shirts and a bandana wrapped around her neck. I stuck to keeping my socks on. It was so cold that at one point my breath seemed frozen in one of those "talk balloons" you see in comic strips. Here's what I can't figure out – a few nights ago we were so warm in the room that we had to open the windows to let the cold in. How is that different from having a cold room? We went to bed so early to stay warm that we couldn't sleep. Just about the time I would drift off, the dog across the road would begin barking. This was just one of those nights were everything was off. Not the fault of Portugal or the hotel – just one of those things.
In this hotel the reception is on the first floor and is still 0. Our room is 412 but is on floor 1 which is the second floor but the number would imply it is the 4th floor. Can't wait to get to our next hotel to figure out their floor configuration.
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