Tipping Into the Tagus

Never ceases to amaze me how we seem unable to get away early from our place, but made it here to Montijo, on our side of the Tagus River, in time for a walk along the front. This side of the river, but less than half an hour from the airport, which we have to be at before 5am.

Gratefuls:
- Jaime and his son, Eduardo, for looking after the Land and the cats while we're away
- getting here safely
- the most amazing meal at a simple little Punjabi restaurant we walked into here, everything homemade, including the almond kulfi, which was perfection

No up to date news on Ermelinda's nephew. Update: still in a coma, but stable.