From Vigo, we crossed a bridge and found ourselves in another new, to us, country, Portugal; also a new language, superficially like Spanish; anyhow, our first stop was the beautiful university town of Coimbra, where we stayed two nights at the excellent municipal campground and road the bus back and forth into town.
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Ground-zero in Coimbra, a very hilly city of half a million
(in the larger environs)
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Very hilly
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The Santa Cruz church (I forgot to use the
fat guy filter)
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Tiles everywhere in Portugal, their speciality, and best in
the churches
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Interior of the church
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Organ; note the out-facing trumpets, an
Iberian pecularity
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More incredible tile work
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The altar, and steps leading to heaven
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And next door, formerly part of the church,
the very famous Santa Cruz cafe, where we
later had pastels and coffee
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Interior of the cafe
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The women's room, Vicki confessed, is the former confessional
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