Lisboa, Portugal.

As many of you know I spent the weekend in the beatiful Portugese city of Lisboa (Lisbon). It was a bitch to get there (9 hours) leaving Salamanca at midday and not arriving till half 8 (GMT) so to say it was a bitch would be an under-statement, however on arriving within a few seconds of just looking around me I realised it was going to be worth the long journey.
The city itself is pretty much brand new, there is such an amazing contrast between where the European Union money has been spent and how Lisboa probably was say 20 years ago, going into random streets even pretty close to the city center it was pretty amazing to see how under-developed some of the streets were, houses looking like they were about to fall down, glass broken, but everyone in these 'favelas' seemed so happy and kids were running about playing football, chasing one another, life for them seemed pretty perfect, also there was an abundance of Portugese flags everywhere you turned, they certainly seem a very proud bunch, especially seeing as their country has grown so much in recent times, but socially and economically.
Come Saturday night my feet were ready to fall off, I think I must have walked around 10km which is a lot for me considering I am the worlds laziest man, however it was certainly worth it.
After exploring the center, we headed up to the Castelo de São Jorge (god knows how many stairs they were to get there) and after that headed to Belém, went to see the Estadio da Luz (Benfica's ground) and passed by Sporting Club de Portugals stadium which looked mightly impressive. I bought a ulimited day pass for Saturday which included tram, tube, bus and I think I must have saved an absoloute fortune as I seemed to be on some form of public transport every hour ! I also found an excellent place to eat on the Saturday for only €6.50 which included ribs, chips, rice, salad, dessert, 1/2 bottle of wine, bread, coffee for about £4 which was beatiful and criminally cheap considering you are in the capital of Portugal.
Come night time I had an Indian, which is about as Portugese as Marmite but as soon as I was handed a leaflet in the street I got excited to have one especially after eating them so often back in Guisborough.... Right I will update about Sunday and post some photos tomorrow as I am cream-crackered, Goodnight.