Steve dropped us off at our hotel in Portugal (Faro) on their way to the airport on Sunday after we had watched the Belgian GP. Good old Lewis, yahoo! Of course, lots of wine was had while we were watching it and then moor afterwards as we went to the golf club for
lunch. Claire had bought a 5 litre box of wine to take with us into our hotel in Portugal for 7 Euros and it even tastes fine.
We had a couple more on the balcony before trying the bar out where we shared a pizza. We noticed some tired looking Canadians on the table next to us and it wasn’t long before we joined them to cheer them up. Wow what a night, neither of us could remember going to bed and as I couldn’t remember paying, I thought 
we must have sneaked off without. By the time we went to bed there were about 8 of us partying away. Even the barman opened us a bottle of vintage port. We got on great with Ted and Linda (the Canadians) 
and they are getting married later this year in Mexico and even invited us to the wedding. Maybe they had had as much as us.
In the morning we felt marvelous, had breakfast and just missed the bus into Faro so re we decided to walk. Ninety minutes later we finally arrived in Faro knackered. We had a walk
around the marina and port and then ventured into the old walled part of town where we had lunch next to the church outside. It wasn’t until I had asked for the bill that I discovered that I had paid for our pizza and drinks last night because I only had 10 Euros left in my wallet. Shit and not an ATM to be seen. We got the bill and Claire found a 5 Euro note and tipped her 
purse out on our table where we had to build piles of coins so as to pay for our meal.
we must have sneaked off without. By the time we went to bed there were about 8 of us partying away. Even the barman opened us a bottle of vintage port. We got on great with Ted and Linda (the Canadians) 
and they are getting married later this year in Mexico and even invited us to the wedding. Maybe they had had as much as us.In the morning we felt marvelous, had breakfast and just missed the bus into Faro so re we decided to walk. Ninety minutes later we finally arrived in Faro knackered. We had a walk
around the marina and port and then ventured into the old walled part of town where we had lunch next to the church outside. It wasn’t until I had asked for the bill that I discovered that I had paid for our pizza and drinks last night because I only had 10 Euros left in my wallet. Shit and not an ATM to be seen. We got the bill and Claire found a 5 Euro note and tipped her 
purse out on our table where we had to build piles of coins so as to pay for our meal.Unable to find a taxi we decided to walk back – big mistake, we got completely lost and ended up walking miles and miles out of our way. We only recovered by walking along the hard shoulder of the motorway and jumping over the
barrier to get out.
barrier to get out.
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