11/09/2024

 


 




Sunrise on our last day on the river

 

During a beautiful morning we were making way through lifting fog toward Porto/Gaia. We spent a lot of time on the sun deck watching the ship going through 2 last locks. Brian and Donna managed an invitation from the Captain to join him in the wheel house.

 




 

Helping the Captain

 

And before you knew it we were docked in Gaia exactly where we boarded several days ago. We had time to organize and get on a bus to Guimaraes (pronounced gim-a-resh). We were off-loaded near a castle/palace of the Duke whose family went waaaaay back.  And bumped into the Camino (again).

 



 


Paul on the Camino (again)

 

And we continued down the quaint streets which reminded us of Sienna.  There seemed to be excitement in the air.  When we rounded the corner, we found out why.  We found ourselves in the middle of a rehearsal for a festival. Hundreds of kids with drums, adults with kids in tow, old men and women, and tourists thronged the central square.

 


 








The Maestro

 

There was a head man they called the Maestro who had a baton and marked out the complex (kinda) rhythm and the big drums followed his lead while the littler drums kept a steady rhythm.  It was LOUD, it was energetic, it was fun, it was great!

 

We popped into a linen store (Guimaraes is famous for linen) and pickup up some presents for various people back home.  

 




 

Buying linen

 

The clerk spoke no English but communicated adequately so that we were all satisfied.  As we made our way back to the bus, we happened on a stair case that reminded us of the one in Orvieto when we took a picture of Shirley pretending it’s our casa.

 



 


Mi Casa

 

Many streets were closed due to all the drumming and so our busses could not make the rendezvous point.  Plan B took effect and some we were whisked off back to Porto/Gaia.

 



 


Sunset on the way back.

 

We did get back just in time to hop 3 taxi’s and off to Mass at St. Ovidio’s in Gaia.  This was a very modern church with lots of stark concrete and little rococo. But the congregation was large and varied--old and young and very young for a 7 PM Mass.  The kids were the choir with a guitar accompanist, and it was joyful!  

 

Back to the ship where the kitchen held dinner for us. Then to bed as tomorrow our luggage had to be out by 6 AM.  6670 steps today (many on the Camino).

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