25 September 2019 – We were packed. The taxi was on its way to take us to the train station to depart Porto. I can’t say that I was really ready to go, but the excitement of going to a new place is always greater than the sadness of leaving.
As we finally gathered our bags by the door of our apartment, I heard a whistled melody coming from the stairwell outside. Listening, the whistling changed to a song that was being sung by the cleaning lady as she mopped the stairs.
Audio – The Singing Cleaning Lady – Porto:
Later, as we waited by the front door she walked by and I thanked her, in very broken Portuguese, for her singing. Then we had a wonderful, animated conversation though neither of us spoke the other’s language.
Such was our time in Porto. We came with few expectations, but we left with a song, a smile, and memories of good food and wine, remarkable sights, great weather, and exceedingly friendly people. Though we still have over a month remaining in Portugal as we head to Lisbon by way of Évora, we will remember Porto fondly. Oh, and by the way, the street where we lived, Rua da Alegria, translates to Street of Joy.
So, as farewell we leave you with a selection of images that will hopefully convey, together with our other posts what a wonderful place it has been.