Lovely place. At the foothills of Serra do Marão is a place to stop for lunch and walk around. Dmitri and I had an awesome Feijoada à Transmontana but I am not sure what the girls got. Other than the pair of nosy old men, commenting on Mercedes tattoos and my dishevelled hair, all was well!

In April of 1809, Napoleon troops got their asses kicked right here. It was the beginning of Napoleon’s fall.