Oporto

We were woken this morning by the sound of the ship's foghorn as we inched into Leixoes harbour in thick sea mist. We avoided the ship's excursion to a port wine tasting and caught the local Metro into Downtown Porto. The sun had burnt through by the time we were strolling along the Douro. This is a pleasure boat in front of the old port warehouses. I've just back-blipped for yesterday, if you wonder how I got here!