After a nap at our hotel, my friend and I ventured out to visit the ruins of Convento do Carmo, which dates from the fourteenth century. Artifacts from different time periods were scattered in abundance outside and inside. We were amazed to see ancient pieces were exposed to the elements.
Our self-guided tour concluded, we wandered nearby in search of dinner and were pleasantly surprised that the restaurant right on the square in front of the convento was reasonably priced. People who told me Portugal would be inexpensive weren’t kidding. I began my seafood spree of Lisbon.
Next we meandered in direction of the Rio Tejo, or Tagus River. On the way, we saw quiet streets and rumbling trams.
To our surprise, a number of tiled sidewalks were exceedingly slippery, not to mention sloping. In my chunky sandals in which I have easily walked for miles in urban environments, I held onto building walls and metal fences several times while gingerly inching down a sidewalk. After that first evening, I wore sneakers and was fine, so I don’t know if that particular neighborhood just happened to have extra polished sidewalks, but I wouldn’t take my chances.
The tiles on the ground were nice to look at. We even saw this sidewalk with curving steps around a building (in the background is the barrier that I gripped as I walked down that incline).
The blue evening sky by the rio was strikingly beautiful. We saw people sitting on the steps by the water, which reminded me of similar scenes by the Seine in Paris.
Close to our hotel, I marveled at the golden tiles under the streetlights. Truly a magical city for a first-time visitor.
Back in our room, we leaned out the window and enjoyed the view before getting ready for an actual slumber.