Now that I have retired and have time to spare, I want to travel to places that fired my imagination when I was a child. Places that old men told you about, that you read in books and comics that only the rich or adventurers went to. Now it is within all our grasps, so pack a few things and come along on the journey and hopefully we will have some fun.
Friday 18 September 2015
Lisbon via the West Country
Arcadia was also in port
Weather has improved the sun is out and we have just docked right in the centre of Lisbon. I decided after a leisurely breakfast to tour the city on a hop on hop off bus. Everyone charged for upstairs so downstairs in in the shade it was for me, I was joined by a couple of sisters from Brizzle and who were on their first cruise, they found it amusing that in there 70s they were cruise virgins. After eventually sorting out the headphones and the right channel for the English commentary off we went around one of the nicest cities in Europe (In my opinion) after passing many statues of geezers on horses and plenty of beautifully laid out parks and tree lined Boulevards they thought it was "quite nice and colourful" quite different from Kingswood. Malcolm will be pleased to know they are Gad supporters. It was quite amusing watching Brits cross roads and taking there lives in there hands by looking the wrong way when crossing the road and insisting it was the foreigners fault for driving on the wrong side of the road (obviously UKIP supporters) After our three hour trip around Lisbon and being informed of the great catastrophes of the earthquakes that have devastated the capital and caused it to be rebuilt several times, they quite seriously informed me with no malice and in all sincerity that they don't think Brizzle has ever had an earthquake. Time to get off and back on board unfortunately one of the Sisters is more bumble footed than me and used a stick, as it was quite a walk back from the bus stop to the cruise terminal I walked with them over the cobble stones, can I hang on to your arm young man (the blind leading the blind) so we waddled back at a very leisurely pace during which I found out about working for WD&HO Wills holidays in Tunisia and many other little nuggets, thanks for making it a trip to Lisbon I won't forget in a hurry Ladies, in a good way. Brits at their best the masters of understatement.
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