Traveled up to Porto, a lovely city straddling the River Douro. The city clings to the hill either side of a dramatic gorge, which allows some spectacular views across the rooftops towards the ocean beyond.

The place has a very medieval feel, with some of the tiny lanes and passages unchanged since the period when Portugal ruled a large part of the known world. With all those steps to climb every day the populace would certainly have built up the stamina for the role.

The sun finally came out today after a wet few days. Took the tram down to the seaside but the seas still very rough. Lovely sitting in the sun watching the breakers smash into the quay side.