I woke early, worrying about catching our flight in time. I finished reading Deadroom Farce by Simon Brett on my
Kindle. What shall I read next? We got up at about 7.15. The shower was tricky to adjust as usual but I avoided flooding the bathroom. I left that to Richard. Then we finished packing. A few clean things and trousers to go on top of the two precious bottles of port. Richard decided he would take home one of the metal cylindrical port containers in his rucksack!
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We brought back some port - one white and one LBV |
We took our case down to breakfast at just before 9am. Our hostess
Sofia wasn't there, but the other lady who helps was. We told her we were leaving early to get to the airport, and ate a nice breakfast. I enjoyed the coffee in big cups, as well as the little pots of muesli and yogurt. No one else was up for breakfast yet.
We left
Porto Vintage at 9.15 and walked up one hill and down another to get to
Trinidade metro station. We topped up our
Andante travel cards for one more journey. I rang Sofia to tell her we were on our way home. We had to wait only 10 minutes for the train to the airport. But it was crowded. Richard stood for the whole journey of 17 stops but I eventually got a seat. Most people had cases.
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And we couldn't resist these delicious custard tarts |
At
Porto airport we had to wait a while for check in with TAP, the Portuguese airline, to start. Then we went through security but no passport control as we were in a Shengen zone. We had a coffee, and then went to our gate. I bought some cheap earrings and we also bought some of the delicious Pastel custard tarts in the duty free. We had to wait quite a while for our flight to be called, and then everyone flocked to the front of the queue even though they asked people seated at the front half of the plane to wait. Once again, the flight was full.
The flight took about two and a half hours, and
Zurich is an hour ahead of Porto. We had a meal of melon and pasta with shrimps. I gave Richard my shrimps in exchange for his melon. I also had an orange juice. R had wine as usual.
We arrived on time in Zurich and got our suitcase out quite quickly. I met a friend from my old book club in the luggage hall - Pat, who had been hiking in Portugal. Richard and I caught the S2 to Thalwil where the temperature was a sweltering 34 degrees. The bus home was full, with three mums with buggies. Typical at rush-hour. We were happy to be home and check on the welfare of our balcony plants - drooping. Otherwise all fine.