Sunday the 12th of April, three days before the Camino starts, we checked out of the hotel and had breakfast before heading into London. Took the tube to Victoria, then on to Gatwick, and from there flew to Porto.
Once we arrived, we checked into the hotel and realized I’d messed up the booking and only reserved one bed. We improvised with what they call a “French bed” setup, basically a pillow barrier down the middle, and made it work.
Later we went out to explore, had some local food and Portuguese wine. Everything was rich, very filling, and genuinely good. We ended up completely full and a bit tipsy by the end of it. No octopus yet.
After eating, we headed out to see Porto at night. The city has a completely different feel after dark, warm, lively, and full of energy. We made our way to the fountain and spent some time just taking it all in, then stumbled across a great ice cream shop. We both went for coconut, which hit perfectly after the heavy meal. It was the ideal way to end the night.
