On our last full day in Portugal, we decided to once again hop on the train and explore one of the historical cities surrounding the capital. This time, our trek would take us to Sintra.
Without getting into too much detail, the morning of our Sintra trip I woke up and did not feel good, and little did I know that this would be the first of eight days of feeling disgusting. In retrospect, I should have stayed home; but ever the wanderluster I forged on and we hopped on the train for Sintra.
30 minutes (and €2.15) later and we were in Sintra. Dave had done all the research for this day trip so I didn’t know what to expect, but upon first sight I was blown away. The hills were covered in luscious forests, and dotted throughout were beautiful, colourful castles and mansions. Despite not being 100% well, I was ready to explore. Read more: http://wp.me/p5BYuE-6E
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