We pressed on, working our way down toward the river. First was the Order of St. Francisco church, famous for its gold-leaf job and other items, then the stock market (more wealth), and then another (now defunct) mercado. Porto's sights are not very great. We did not tarry. Its little things add up to much more, however...shoppes that feature authentic and interesting crafts, everyday sights and sounds and smells, the urban environment, verticalized, buskers all around, the river, the wine trade...(also it was a beautiful weekend and everyone was out)...
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Church of the Order of St. Francis; 14th
century; much adorned after acquiring gold
from elsewhere |
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| Whole lot of gold leaf |
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| Vaulting |
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| Another stepped altar |
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The very famous polychrome carved Jesse
Tree |
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The Tree arising from an anatomically correct
region of Jesse; and Mary riding on top... |
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| Crucifiction of Franciscan monks in Japan |
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| Deheading of Franciscan monks in Morroco |
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Across the way, in the chapel above the
"catacombs" and the ossuary, a Madonna of
Sorrows, or possibly a scene from Carrie |
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| Another stepped altar |
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| Burial vaults of assorted bishops, et al. |
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| Bones of less important persons |
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Yet another church, I know, but this is really
a shot of a seriously lost RV in deepest Porto |
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A beautiful old market building, now just a restaurant and
exposition center; sic transit, Gloria |
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| The old stock market building...another sight |
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| We'd already seen our quota of wealth for the day |
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| Hank the Nav, pointing the way |
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| Speed limit in an alley |
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| Pretty bridge to somewhere |
