After a late lunch in Porto we drove back down the A1, using ticketed tolls (yay!) to Lisbon. We parked the car in the underground garage beneath our hotel, walked out to dinner basically across the street (paella, available with chicken, ham, seafood, and maybe other stuff; we ate seafood) and got to bed in time to make an early start on our last day in Lisbon. We were booked on a redeye to Dublin, leaving at 10:30 (22:30) that evening, so we’d have a whole day to explore further. After breakfast, we packed, loaded up the car (which was down to about 15 litres of gas,) checked out, and walked out into Lisbon one last time.
As I mentioned last time, Lisbon feels oddly not foreign. It is, of course. There are no blue tile walls on the churches and office buildings of Las Vegas, that’s for sure. But we had no trouble this time refilling our subway/bus/tram cards and setting off into the wilds of Lisbon. We had pretty much already bought what we needed or wanted to; keychains, shirts for me, socks for Tami, and we’d been to the Castle. But there are funiculars in LIsbon, which is not the least bit level, which we’d never ridden. So, first thing we took a train to a stop near a funicular going up, up, up!
On the way to the top, or almost to the top, curious people were taking our picture.
And at the top? Views!
At the top of the funicular we kept walking up the same street for a while. We stopped in a couple of stores (Tami was hoping to find tea towels with owls on them for her mom) and saw an Irish restaurant.
As we were literally bound for Ireland later that day, we skipped this one. At the top we veered down a side street and found a nice park where we could warm a bench for a while and rest. In that park was a statue of a man who founded a newspaper. Nice to see the press respected for once. Note the newsboy distributing the papers.
As it happens, there is another funicular going down just on the lower end of this plaza. Here’s our car coming to get us.
On the way down we passed a no doubt traditional Portuguese eatery.
When we got down we were once again not far from a Metro stop. We also wanted lunch. As it happens, there is a lunch restaurant in the big aquarium down by the waterfront in Lisbon. It is called the Oceanarium. The linked page is in English. It’s a big enough place that I’m giving it its own post. You can get there quickly by clicking the link below.