I didn't know which train to get from Porto to Lisbon so I asked at reception and thank god they were so helpful. I would have had no clue. They looked up the trains for me and everything which is fantastic. Tattva Hostel is going to get a good wrap from me.
I got the train and saw a different view and angle of Porto. A fantastic view of the city and a great feel of that German trains are like space ships. Not that the train was bad but it wasn't anything like the German ICE trains. I actually got photos of the view which are attached. There was a last going around in the train asking for money as well. Then I went to grab some food an all they had was crappy sandwiches which weren't appealing in any shape or form. So I felt bad when that lady begging for money saw a half eaten sandwich on the seat next to me. Eh. Stiff shit.
Once I got to Lisbon I had to figure out the metro and how to get from A to B. It was difficult with the info desk closed and no one about. Finally I found one guy who spoke English and worked for the metro and he helped me out. Thank god. But he cut off an old lady from buying a ticket for me which is really sweet. The old bitch got pissed off but ah I'm a tourist lady.
Once I got to the hostel I decided that it's time to find the free walking your. Did I get help? No, they advertised another tour. So I got the wifi password and it didn't work on my laptop, just my phone. I managed to figure out the meeting point as well so lucky for that. So since I only had half a sandwich for lunch and a small breakfast I went to grab food at the downstairs restaurant as it's really nice. I got there and it was 5.15pm. They said to me sorry but brunch is over. I said that's fine in after dinner. He said dinner isn't until 8. 8?! Fuck. I walked out and found a burger joint and for €5 I for a massive meal. I ate it and found the tour. On the way to the tour the street I'm staying on has a very narrow footpath and you can't use the other side of the road as the building next to it is under construction and scaffolding is up to the road. So two guys walking side by side and didn't move an inch as I was walking towards them. It was like from the film clip "bittersweet symphony" where I bumped into the dickhead and it wasn't a tap, it was a thud. Dickface move to the fucking side.
On the tour there were four of us in total plus the guide. Simona from Linate, next to Milano. I said to her that's exactly where I'm going to see my family! Small, small world. The tour was good and we saw a lot and I love these tours because they work so well. We saw a secret building which leads up to a French style restaurant from the 1800's. And it looked like it hadn't been touched since that time. It was run down but it was an amazing feel. We saw a church which was burnt in 1959 and restored but they never fixed up the majority of it. All they did was paint the walls red and left the stonework burnt and broken. It represents that 2,000 people killed in front of the church in 1506, but it was illegal to talk about until the 1970s. It was such a different church to what I've seen all around Europe.
At the end Simona gave me tips on what to see in Lisbon since the hostel wasn't that helpful. At all. I found out there was a kitchen and I got no your of the place. Also the washing machine doesn't work. Fantastic. Anyways she was so helpful and genuine. I was then deciding to go to a Fado and food tour. I rushed back to the hostel to get cash and clean up. Only have myself 5min. I went back to the other meeting point and I missed them by 5 minutes and didn't see it. So I went back to the hostel and slept. Probably the better option.
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