It’s our last full day in Foz da Arelho. Tomorrow we head to Lisbon at 10 a.m. I assume we will find our condo and be able to get in without a problem. BUT we aren’t the only tourists in Lisbon. The Pope is in town. And tens of thousands of others for Catholic Youth Day. So crowded Lisbon is super crowded. So will streets be clogged? Will the restaurants be too crowded? Will Ubers be unavailable? We will see.

This morning, sunny but with gale winds, sweatshirt weather, we went to the lighthouse at Peniche, built in 1790 after a big ship wreck off the coast. It sits at the tip of a dramatic peninsula surrounded by rocky cliffs and roaring surfs. There are a number of rough trails over rocks and sandy dirt to provide beautiful views in all directions. We chose one, started up, walked through the dirt, over the rocks, on broad ledges, up steps, across bridges. Onward.

I was with Michelle ‘s family. But walking up, we ran into Andrew, with Izzy riding on his back. The views were spectacular even for a 2 year old.

Then lunch. We saw nothing near where we were, but thought that there must be something on the Peniche beach. There probably was, but we missed it, but driving through the town of Ferrel, Our Lady of GPS told us there was a place nearby we could try.

A digression. It is very windy today and very sunny. That meant the waves were very high. The beaches around Peniche are surfing beaches, and it seemed there were as many surf boards as people wandering the streets.

Pateo de Vila. Should be easy to find. Not on the beach. Not on the main road through town. Follow the GPS. Turn right? Okay. Then turn left and it’s a couple of blocks away. Oops. One way street. But we can find it. Several turns later and there it is.

Residential neighborhood. Well kept, whitewashed adjoining homes with red tile roofs. But the restaurant blends in. Tastefully decorated, three tables for 6, three for four. That’s it. I opted for Thai vegetable green curry. Excellent. Two of my best Portuguese meals have been Thai and Indian. Go figure.

Back home after lunch. Izzy finally ran into a table and will have a black eye. There was a raucous game of Kids Create Absurdity. And a game of Cats In Costume, a matching game where I thought I would come in last (6 played) and did. My memory for a card matching game has always been weak and now has been shot. Joan tells me I need to think deeper.

A restaurant tonight in Foz, two doors down from our first night restaurant. I had dorado, which was the best fish I have had here yet. Also tasted Joan’s fish sticks, which were excellent and perhaps restaurant made. Conclusion which was forgone – I don’t like cod, sardines, or sea bass (The most common fish so far by far) any more in Portugal than I do at home.

Tonight, a frenzy of packing, so we will be ready for our 10 a.m. pickup.

Talk to you tomorrow from Lisbon, where the weather promises to be each day in the 90s.