OLA' BEEEEETCHEZZZZZ PORTUGAL CALLS

Dear Porto,

You are an incredibly beautiful place. But when the lady at the hotel says you cannot go out at night, then points to her veins and does a stabbing motion at you, i think that means you may have a problem or 2.

However...to stay at a 3 star hotel for half the price of a bed bug hostel in London a syringe in the neck at night for being in the wrong place at the wrong time seems worth it.

Stunning tile work.

Other European exterior design.

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The chicken...its soo good!

So good that people need to spread the word!

There was a stunning beach. but the water flows from the arctic circle. I lasted 3.35 minutes before my legs went numb. The other choice was this lovely number.

But these locals were hogging the break.

Politics...

...needs marketing, now with extra stink...

...and advertising, now with extra....um....phone...

...not to mention laundering of sorts.

Straight packing. These babies be weighin' keys!!!!!

Lisbon was hell stylish, even the trams had steeze.

I'm not exactly sure who this guy is? Let's call him Darryl Newton...

...or Bert Summers. Your call.

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Crazy euro classical, death metal, fantasy, euro-tech musical stage group. Wha??

Front and centre.

To Lagos. Where if your Aussie, your pretty much local. But its still good.

View from the Hostel.

Pretty good beach. Surrounded but rock walls with passages to swim through to the next private beach. Then the next, then the next, then the open ocean. Its a bit eerie... look out for brown sharks.

Its pretty common in Lagos for Nona's to rent out the spare rooms. Its a bit weird at first, but once you scope the views you soon forget.

There are a couple hot spots where you can get good feeds for cheap ie. massive bowl of prawns 5 euro. Wash that down with a 5 euro all you can drink hour of power and your on your way.

Just some of the scraps.

Then bar tenders throw massive amounts of free shots at you, almost as if they get paid more to give them away than they do to sell them. Make sense? NO...IT DOESN'T! I KNOW!

Thats pretty much all the bars are good for, unless you like shit music and rubbing up against sweaty aussie tourists.

So you take it to the streets. Chicks froth on this place because even at mid-night, the shops are still open for business and the crowds are plenty-ful.

Portugal end.