There’s an amazing variety of vehicles used to move visitors around Lisbon. There’s a plague of electric scooters and electric bikes around the tourist areas, and for the adventurous / foolhardy there’s also Segways that can be hired. There’s a small, easy to use Metro system as well as buses and the wonderful trams. Finally, there’s a varied range of taxis.
Drinks in our hotel’s beautiful bar. The missus, a draught beer, a Joe Nesbo and some peanuts. Perfect.
What was I thinking by taking just the one book on holiday! I should have realised that John Grisham’s The Racketeer was never going to last five days and two flights. And what a disappointing holiday read it was. A crazy plot, no pace, and not much in the way of characterisation to excite.
So with two days and a flight remaining, with one of those days forecast to be wall to wall thunderstorms(!), I desperately needed to find a bookshop that sold English language novels. Thanks to Google I located Bertrand, ‘The Oldest Bookshop In The World’, here in Lisbon, where it was claimed they have a small English Language section. Yes it was small and I really struggled to find anything, reluctantly settling on an early Jo Nesbo, Cockroaches. I may have already read it, though it’s not mentioned in the list of books I’ve read. But since I can barely remember the stories of books I have read, hopefully there’s something to enjoy for the next couple of days.
We enjoyed our meal in Lisbon, having purposely chosen the restaurant because it offered Portuguese food. That was until I checked out the Tripadvisor entry and discovered that it was 4,260 of 4,613 restaurants in Lisbon, which somewhat took the shine off the evening. My son’s comment via WhatsApp was “Almost the worst one in Lisbon 😂 fingers crossed…”, which was amusing if not comforting, whilst my missus chipped in with “Not like dad not to have done his homework!!!”.