Historical Buildings – Travels with Ali

~ A Trip to Pena Palace, Sintra ~

My brother in his infinite wisdom decided he wanted to drive back to Lisbon from Porto Covo to see the Pena Palace. At least I would still have a chance to see this beautiful palace. Once again the rain poured down. Hopefully this would be left behind once we crossed the bridge.

A whimsical shot through the skylight of the car

This aqueduct was built between 1731 and 1799. Consisting of 35 arches and reaching 65 metres high. It has been classified a national monument. I love feats of engineering like this, and find it interesting to research the history.

Pena Palace, Sintra, Portugal — **Stopped for a quick photo from down below.**

Arriving up at the palace, Graham searched for a car park, thankfully dropping us off at the entrance first. He found one way down the hill. We were lucky with the tickets, as the next entry was just a 30 minute wait.

Heading into the palace itself, each at our own pace!

I’m happy to say that we did go back as Pena Palace is absolutely stunning. Especially now that the sun had made an appearance. The bright yellow of the walls against the blue sky was dazzling.

It really was a fairy tale palace

From above and below

An alcove made entirely of shells. You would be forgiven if you thought I had brush stroked the left photo! Instead it has been replastered, maybe waiting to be restored with shells.

Beautifully set dining table and a photo Queen Amelie and her two sons.

A few samples of the intricately tiled walls I came across. I was thinking bottom right for my bathroom and bottom left for the kitchen floor.

Majestic statue of a Moor

Some information on Pena Palace.

The castle stands on the top of a hill in the Sintra Mountains above the town of Sintra. On a clear day it can be easily seen from Lisbon. It is a national monument and is built in the style of 19th-century Romanticism. The palace is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
The first building on this site was built in the Middle Ages. Construction of a chapel started after an apparition of the Virgin Mary. In 1493 a monastery was also built.
In the 18th century the monastery was severely damaged by lightning. It was the 1755 earthquake, occurring shortly afterwards, that took the heaviest toll on the monastery, reducing it to ruins.
Rebuilt in 1842 by King Ferninand it stayed in the Royal Family until 1899. Queen Amelie spent her last night here before being exiled after the Portuguese Revolution. Edited from Pena Palace, Wikipedia.

~ Lisbon Adventures – Day of Disasters ~

My last day in Lisbon was full of disasters. Starting early in the morning, I set off before breakfast to join a bus tour to Sintra. I had booked this previously while up at the castle. The sky was black, occasionally lit up by bolts of lightening accompanied by enormous claps of thunder. I arrived in plenty of time at the hotel named. After 15 minutes my spidey sense kicked in. I went inside and asked the concierge if they would kindly phone the number on my ticket. (Only data on my esim). I found out quickly that I had been booked the day before, but the wrong date was on my ticket.

It was suggested by now that I take an uber across town to see if I could catch the bus before it departed. I finally arrived at the correct place but watched all four buses leave. I stood at the roadside trying to wave them down, dripping wet. Beyond belief by now and hungry (hangry I should say) I went into the tour office. Anyway to finish off, the lovely girl in there booked me on another tour in the afternoon. I did lose some money but really did not have the patience or energy to trek back up to Sao Jorge Castle for a refund.

As wet as it was I had a good walk along the Avenue da Liberdade. This glorious boulevard is modeled after Champs-Elysees. Many luxury boutiques line this street along with five star hotels and restaurants.

So onto Sintra for an afternoon visit to the National Palace of Sintra. The tour was meant to include Cascais and Estoril, but due to the torrential rain we only had a brief stop in Cascais.

Looking up at the National Palace of Pena through the mist.

Capturing the reflections of the balustrade on the wet tiles.

I loved the ornate ceilings inside the Palace, each room had its own story to tell.

**The coats of arms of the Portuguese royal family**

**The Galleys Room, depicting galleys from various countries**

**The Mermaid Room or Room of the Sirens**

This ceiling dates from the 17th century and is within a geometric framework of wooden red and green beams.

The Swan Room ceiling, a masterpiece of gilded woodwork and painted panels. It is decorated with 27 painted swans. A number believed to be the age of the Infanta Isabel of Portugal when she became engaged. Each swan wears a crown around its neck.

The above two photos show the ceiling of the Magpie Room. There are 136 painted magpies, each holding a red rose in its claw, and a motto “Por bem” – For Honour in its beak. The magpies are said to represent the ladies-in-waiting of the court, gossiping about King John I kissing a lady-in-waiting. Source: Sintra Palace.

Just one example of the fabulous azulejo tiles on display in the palace. Such amazing scenes depicted throughout this room.

“Only the illustrious deserve to be painted” – Francisco de Hollanda

I thoroughly enjoyed my short time in Sintra. It is such a quaint town. Despite the rain I’m happy I managed to see some of it.

All’s well that ends well as the saying goes. And that is the end of my sojourn in Lisbon. More adventures await as we travel to Faro tomorrow.

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~ Lisbon Adventures – Day 2 – Exploring Sao Jorge Castle ~

I woke up to a bleak and wet dreary day. Nevertheless, I set out with my trusty pink mac and waterproof shoes. After breakfast I stood pondering on the pavement looking at the slick and shiny cobblestones, realising the only way was up.

***The famous yellow funicular – no longer in action***

I was told yesterday that Tram 28 would take me as close to the castle as possible. Jumping on the tram I asked the young female driver if this was correct, nodding affirmatively she drove off. Heavy on the horn and hard on the breaks she made her way slowly up towards the castle.

Through the windows of the tram

Enjoying the ride and lost in thought I was more than surprised when she announced “everybody off”. I had missed the castle stop completely as places were not announced. I was told I had to make my way over to the other side of the square and start again. I waited in line for 15 minutes with the rain pouring down. With irony, I jumped back on the same tram and with the same driver! I pointedly asked her to tell me this time what stop to alight at.

Finally arriving, I walked up to the castle and started exploring. The rain was getting heavier so I did my best to take quick shots while trying to keep my phone dry.

Rainbow of raincoats

So many peacocks of various colours

Slightly on edge with beady eyes staring at me

There has been a structure on the top of the hill since the 1st Century. Sao Jorge Castle was captured in the 11th Century by King Alfonso. It was converted to a Royal palace and lived in until the 16th century.

Arches and Gateways

The walk around the castle was taking me quite some time. With so many stairs to climb on uneven slippery stones, I was being extra careful!

Windows, doors and other structures

Me and the views!

The views were stunning made more magical with the rooftop tiles glistening from the rain.

Feeling wet and cold it was time for lunch. It’s not hard to find a cozy cafe (“tasca”) in Lisbon and I walked into one just outside the castle. Of course I chose another fish dish.

Watching the world go by

The trip back to town did not go as planned, which seems to be the theme so far for this trip. Hopped on the wrong bus, just hoping for the best not really planning for the worst. I had a long walk back to the apartment, arriving completely soaking wet.

However, The Brother had planned a great evening which made up for it. He took me to a secret bar around 15 minutes walk away. Here we enjoyed a cocktail in the most quirkiest of places.

The place was amazing, with World War I and II toys on showcased in cabinets and on the ceiling.

Who doesn’t like a man in uniform!

Cheers!

The Pink Mac in all it’s glory. Here I am looking like a Tele Tubby, according to The Brother.

~ Exploring Macau – A Visit to Taipa ~

After flying from Bangkok to Hong Kong, we immediately took the bus over the new HKZM Bridge. This is something Anthony has wanted to do for a while. Normally we would take the ferry, but after researching how to buy tickets, this was such an easy way to travel. There is no need to pick up your luggage as this is arranged for you. All we needed to do was follow the signs at the airport. Everything went smoothly and the bus ride was very comfortable. Our hotel was just a short taxi ride away.

HKZM Bridge (Hong Kong – Zuhai – Macau – Bridge) s a 55-kilometre (34 mi) bridge–tunnel system consisting of a series of three cable-stayed bridges, an undersea tunnel, and four artificial islands. It is both the longest sea crossing and the longest open-sea fixed link in the world. The cost of construction was US$18 billion and is meant to last 120 years. Source: Wikipedia.

We were staying at Crowne Plaza, Macau. Possibly one of the few hotels without a casino! Our room was on the 21st floor and we had amazing views over the sea and looking towards China. Although there was massive construction going on below for more reclaimed land.

Macau is a special administrative region of China. It is the most densely populated region in the World with a total of 710,000 people. It consists of three regions, Macau Peninsula, Taipa and Coloane. These three regions are connected by road bridges. There has been so much land reclamation over the last century that Macau has tripled its land size.

One of the places I wanted to revisit was the old Taipa houses. The last time we visited they were not open to the public. These houses were built in 1921 to house the wealthy Portuguese families.

Taipa

There is still a wonderful Mediterranean feel about Macau. With cobbled stone streets, louvered windows and street signs in Portuguese, you could imagine you were in Portugal. Being very near Christmas, there were hundreds of poinsettias lining the stairs and walls.

Old Taipa Houses

We only went into one house, all houses were free to enter. To have indoor plumbing on this tiny island would have been a blessing indeed!

When they were first built, there would have been a view over the sea. Since the land reclamation, there is now a wetland.

It was past lunchtime by now so we headed back to the main streets and found a cute Portuguese restaurant.

This was actually on the ceiling of the restaurant. I thought it must have been hard on the artist’s arms to paint this.

Our delicious lunch.

I hope you enjoyed visiting Taipa with me, next up I will be posting about Macau’s famous casinos.

I’m joining Jo on her Monday Walks also!

~ On the Road, North to Glasgow ~

After spending the last few days in Essex it was time for a mini road trip to Glasgow, to see an old friend of Anthony’s. Following much discussion about how to make this trip, plane, train or automobile, we opted to drive. This way we could add a day either side of a two night stay in Glasgow.

Our first stop was a night at an old fashioned inn, in a place called Bilton-in-Ainsty, York. The inn was called The Tickled Trout.

Our room was up a rickety old staircase and looked out over the fields and country lane.

Perfect for one night and there was even a decanter of complimentary port on offer.

One of the reasons we chose this place was because of the menu, consisting of mostly fish dishes. It really lived up to our expectations.

I don’t think anyone could say that English food is the worst anymore, this was five star dining!

A good night’s sleep was had by both of us and after another gourmet meal for breakfast we had a short walk around the local village.

It did feel as though we were extras in a Mid-Somer Murder episode. It was eerily quiet and I saw a lady or two peeping over their hedges, pruning away.

St. Helen’s Church dating back to the 12th Century. It was built in 1150 by a family called Haget.

The village Bilton-in-Ainsty is mentioned in the Domesday Book and the name is Anglo-Saxon meaning Bilo or Billa.

Onwards and upwards then towards Glasgow with a lunch stop at Ullswater, the Lake District. Neither Anthony or I have ever been there.

From the tranquility of Bilton to the busyness in Ullswater. Not just cars but pedestrians everywhere. It was absolutely teeming with people and mid-week too. These small towns and villages have almost become caricatures of themselves. It’s good for local businesses though.

Anyway we enjoyed our short stop at Ullswater and the beautiful lake.

~ Montmartre ~ “An Artist’s Dream”

To live in Montmartre would have been any artist’s dream place to stay. Most lived in hunger and poor accommodation but they were living with hope and passion and wouldn’t be anywhere else. Fuelled by their love of art and the camaraderie of their fellow artists, they struggled on regardless.

It is one of the places I’ve always wanted to visit and so it was on my last day we headed out to walk the cobbled stoned streets and climb many stairs to the top.

We took the metro to Abbesses, one of the most beautiful metro stations in Paris. 144 steps to the top! There were fantastic paintings on every level, I wish I had taken more.

To start with we tried to follow the walking map as to what to see, but soon gave up as everywhere you looked there was something to see or a little alleyway to walk through.

~ Wall of Love ~

A wall dedicated to love in the garden of Square Jehan Rictus. The work of Frederic Baron and Claire Kito, is a meeting place for lovers from all over the world.

Situated outside the Galerie Montmartre, a moving mural with the faces of hundreds of famous people. Can you spot Mona Lisa?

I did like the detail in this little critter

By the time we had climbed to the top to look at the The Basilica of Sacre Coeure, the rain had started and as we didn’t bring umbrellas or raincoats, we were forced to buy one. It was well worth the climb to see the astounding views from the top.

My first view of the Basilica, quite awe inspiring after climbing up along those tiny staircases to see this great beauty.

We didn’t venture in as you can see the queues were long! Also I imagine you would need booked slots.

Heading back down into the main square and walking very gingerly on these slippery wet cobblestones we agreed it was time for lunch.

Inside La Boheme Montmartre with a steaming bowl of French Onion Soup and a glass of chilled white wine.

With so many choices we took pot luck and chose one that looked relatively busy. Deciding to sit inside as it was too chilly and wet for outside (Paris in the Summer, who would have thought!).

There are so many famous buildings and restaurants in Montmartre and have written some potted histories below.

La Maison Rose – The Little Pink House was originally bought by Ramon Pichot in 1905. It was first a painting studio and visited by Pichot’s friends Dali and Picasso. He turned it into a restaurant and painted it pink in 1908. It is believed that La Maison Rose became famous because of Utrillo paintings. But Élisée Maclet (sadly forgotten) painted La Maison Rose and Montmartre long before Utrillo. Source: La Maison Rose

There is much more history on the link above about what has happened to this house over the years.

Le Consulat – Another famous cafe frequented by world renowned artists, Picasso, Sisley, Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec and Monet. The building dates back to the 19th century. It is still serving delicious home cooked food.

La Bonne Franquette – A 16th century house in the heart of Montmartre. The name was given in 1925 by Francisque Poulot. The motto of this restaurant is “Love, Eat, Drink and Sing”. This is the place where Van Gogh painted the famous “La Guingette”.

We then went looking for the “Man in the Wall”, something I’d never heard of but my friend wanted to see.

M. Dutilleul, a fictional character by Parisian writer Marcel Ayme, who discovers he can walk through walls. He uses this power to commit crimes and carry on an affair. On his last visit to his mistress, he suddenly loses this power and becomes immobilised inside the wall.

It seems that this was not well known enough for other tourists as we were the only ones there.

Next up was the Windmill and of course last but not least, Moulin Rouge.

There were once thirty windmills in Montmartre dating back to the 16th century and now only two remain. The other is Blute-Fin. Before Montmartre became a place known for its artists it was just a humble village populated by peasants. The windmill that sits atop the Moulin Rouge is just a tribute and not an active one.

I loved exploring Montmartre and would have liked to wander more, but time was pressing on for me to venture back to Gard du Nord for my trip back to London.

Montmartre is well worth a visit and you could easily spend a whole day here. It’s not easy walking and you would definitely need a good pair of walking shoes!

Until next time!

Linking up with Natalie’s PPAC

~ Melbourne Rediscovered – Fairfield Pipe Bridge and Abbotsford Convent ~

We have just spent the last week in Melbourne visiting Laurence and Maddy again. Each time we go to Victoria we try and find somewhere we haven’t been before. Fairfield Pipe Bridge has been on my list for a while after seeing it on another blog, so if you follow My Camera and I you may have heard of this before.

From St Kilda where we were staying it was quite a trek to get there! A tram and bus and a good walk. Also Google Maps led us up the garden path much to my dismay as my dear husband kept saying it’s not this way. We finally found it and enjoyed a delicious lunch at the cafe there.

Fairfield Pipe Bridge

The original bridge was built in 1878 to carry water from Yan Yean Reservoir to Kew. The bridge was washed away in the floods of 1934. A new bridge was built close to the original site.

Fairfield Park Boathouse Cafe

The notice above reads “Notice to Hired Help” – The Manager has the unfortunate duty of informing hired help that instant dismissal from this establishment will follow the disclosure, for whatever reason, of the chef’s tightly held Scone and other Recipes, which have a large following in the colonies.

Dress – Ladies may remove clothes consistent with charm
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*Gentlemen may remove clothing consistent with* decency

This was such a cute cafe featuring many original features and we were fortunate enough to enjoy lunch outside as the weather was perfect.

As Anthony is a big walker he said let’s walk back to the City! There was no way I could do this but I said I would walk as far as I could. Walking further than I thought I was getting quite tired, so looked up Google maps to check where we were, there was a turning just up ahead and I decided to come off there and leave him to walk on his own. I also saw there was a convent that looked worth investigating.

I was so glad I did this as this place was amazing. I had a good walk around and there seemed to be something to see with every turn I took.

Abbotsford Convent

Abbotsford Convent is Australia’s largest multi-arts precinct and is home to many studios. They are filled with health practitioners, artists and designers. There are two schools, a radio station and beautiful gardens to wander around. Two cafes, a bar and a toyshop are also on the premises.

**St Mary’s – now Sophia Mundi Steiner School**

History of Abbotsford Convent

Founded by The Sisters of the Good Shepherd in 1863, Abbotsford Convent operated for more than 100 years through the social traumas caused by the gold rush boom and bust, the Great Depression and two world wars. Over the period of a century, thousands of girls and women were placed in care at the Convent, with many residing in the Convent’s Sacred Heart building, and labouring in the onsite Magdalen Laundry.

While the Convent had a positive impact for some women—many of whom were destitute and had nowhere else to go—and provided critically needed shelter, food and education in the absence of state care, the Convent was also a place of hardship and ordeal for some of the women, as was often the experience of those in institutionalised care. Source

I think most of us have read something about the history of the Magdalen Laundries and the horrific ordeals these young girls had to go through, so it was nice to see that this place was now full of positive vibes and helping young people to get on in life. It’s well worth a visit if you want to escape the city or have an extra day in your itinerary whilst in Melbourne.

Four Glorious Days in Penang – Day one

Flying from Kuala Lumpur to Penang on Malaysian Airlines took just one hour. Our flight was at 2 pm and we arrived in plenty of time for a change! We printed our own boarding passes and luggage tags and while I attached the tags I asked Anthony to hold the boarding passes along with the peeled off labels. When all was done I asked him for the passes back but he had just promptly walked over to the security desk and handed everything over to be thrown away. Back he went to retrieve them. Just one job was all I said.

For the next four days we were going to be exploring Penang and staying at The Prestige Hotel. Close to all the heritage buildings and many restaurants to indulge in delicious food.

A luxuriously large room with great amenities with robes and slippers! No view to speak of though, oh well can’t have everything. I love the way the toiletries are displayed.

**The Swimming Pool on the 4th floor rooftop – luckily not segregated!**

**Malayan Railway Building from the pool**

After checking in and leaving our bags we had a quick wander around the neighbourhood. As I mentioned before it was a long holiday weekend here and this was in evidence as many places were closed and the streets were empty.

Penang is rich in history and culture and is such a wonderful place to wander around. It is a Unesco Heritage Listed Site. On 11 August 1786, Captain Francis Light of the British East India Company landed in Penang and renamed it Prince of Wales Island in honour of heir to the British throne. Source: Wikipedia. Francis Light is now credited as the founder of Penang.
Many of the buildings are beyond repair now but there are a few that are still resplendent and have been restored and maintained. It seems on looking around that there are buildings under renovation now, even a few with steel girders propping them up.

The buildings below are ones we passed on our walk to dinner.

**Beautifully restored French colonial building**

We decided on a French restaurant that night, I’m not one for spicy foods but I knew tomorrow that it would be Anthony’s turn. The restaurant we chose was called Two Frenchies. Their website states – “Two very good friends who happened to be French . . . and knew nothing about running a restaurant , decided one lazy afternoon that they were going to bring their culture of food to Penang”.

It was all delicious and the service was excellent. The wife of one of the chef’s kept popping by to see if we were enjoying everything.

A fantastic end to our first day in Penang

The Best of Bath, England

Arriving at the “Hampton by Hilton” around 5pm, we searched vainly for a parking spot just to unload the luggage. I knew there wasn’t a carpark but I thought at least there would be a bay to unload, alas no! So after checking in, leaving the car in an unauthorised spot, we were told where the nearest carpark was. Not too far but far enough in the rain. Of course it was one of those carparks that you have to download an app, one which wasn’t available to us with our Google Play registered in Australia! Also these machines didn’t take credit cards, so poor dear husband came trundling back to the hotel looking for coins. Even the hotel reception didn’t have any. So off to the shop across the road he went to find some coins. I tell you what a palaver. As nice as this hotel was, some serious errors have been made in regards to the parking.

We were staying in Bath just for the night to catch up with a very dear friend, one who we hadn’t seen in 12 years. We had a wonderful evening at The Ivy with so much to chat about. The Ivy restaurants are an upmarket chain across the UK and are all beautifully decorated.

After a fantastic night’s sleep in the most comfortable bed we have ever slept in we were ready for a day’s sightseeing.

Some of the books I read last year featured Bath, mostly Georgian romances! Bath was the place to visit for the summer season. As we wandered around Bath I could imagine all the assemblies, tea parties and dinners that took place in the grand old homes that we saw.

I couldn’t say that Bath is a pretty place as most of the buildings are in need of a good wash and then perhaps the beauty of the architecture would show through.

The imposing gothic Bath Abbey, founded in the 7th Century and rebuilt in the 12th and 16th Centuries.

After walking around the town itself we strolled down to the Pulteney Bridge built in 1774. It is a beautiful stone bridge with shops on either side and is a Grade l listed building. The River Avon was in full flow after two major storms and plenty of rain.

Next up on my list of places to see were The Circus and The Royal Crescent, where I imagine all those Georgian heroines were seen swanning about in their frilly gowns and bonnets awaiting their various beaus. If you wanted to see a certain lady you had to leave a calling card at the desired residence, there was no swiping to the left in those days. If a lady was seen stepping out with a man unchaperoned that would be her blacklisted as being loose and immoral. You had one chance and you had better not waste it.

This still looks impressive to this day, imagine how it looked hundreds of years ago with fancy horse and carts and not cars, how much more genteel. A row of 30 houses and one of the greatest examples of Georgian architecture to be found in the UK today.

No 1 Royal Crescent is now a museum, sadly closed the day we were there. From the photos I have seen it would have been nice to see inside.

It was now time to head back to car and continue our journey home to Essex. We saw so much in our four days away, it’s surprising how much you can pack into a few hours here and there! We definitely clocked up thousands of steps which I suppose went someway to reducing the calories from all the good food and wine we had consumed.

~ Passing through Plymouth, UK ~

After checking out of our cute B and B in Hope Cove,Devon and saying goodbye to our dear friends and also Storm Eunice we headed off to Plymouth. Not before walking straight into Storm Franklin though! Below is a little video selfie on the seashore trying to get to the car.

The drive is just under an hour to Plymouth and we had planned to spend the morning there before driving onto Bath for the night. I can’t say I ever remember going to Plymouth so didn’t have any expectations. We were both pleasantly surprised by this wonderful little town so full of history and quaint cobblestoned lanes brimming with pubs and shops.

There is a dramatic looking Royal Citadel in Plymouth where we would loved to have had a wander, but we didn’t have the time to take in all the glorious detail of this gothic piece of architecture. Built in the late 1660’s to defend the coastline against marauding ships and pirates.

Above are photos of the streets and alleyways that we walked through.

Old and quirky buildings

This mural fascinated me as I could see it would have been quite stunning when first painted. It is located where the The House that Jack Built is and it is over the entrance to a wonderful selection of shops and cafes. I did some research on this mural and apparently there was one underneath this one that caused quite an outcry, showing 88 naked bodies. The mural today depicts “The Last Judgment” and “Dante’s Inferno” by an artist called Robert Lenkiewicz who has since passed away.

G and T anyone?
The Book Cupboard
Artistic Street names

I really enjoyed walking up and down these streets that didn’t seem to have changed for hundreds of years. The brickwork of the houses were so unusual.

As it was another dreary day we headed back to the car and drove out to look at the lighthouse and Drake’s Island.

Smeaton’s Tower lighthouse, originally built on the Eddystone reef in 1759, but was taken down in early 1880’s due to erosion. Most of the structure was moved stone by stone to where it stands today. It stands 72 feet high and is open to the public on weekends.

Looking over the wall down below stands the Tinside Lido. An art-deco style structure built in 1935. Apparently voted in the top ten of Europe’s outdoor pools. Only open during the summer months and is fully accessible to people of all needs. I have to say I was surprised about this little nugget of information as to me it looks quite derelict and in need of major renovation!

Drake’s Island currently uninhabited and has been since 1989. It was to open again in 2020 as a luxury holiday resort but due to Covid this has been put on hold. There is a wealth of knowledge about this island available at Drake’s Island. I would love to visit one day and soak up hundreds of years of history.

Plymouth is definitely a place I would come back to and maybe spend a night or two, have a walk around the Citadel and enjoy dinner in one of the many restaurants we passed by.

Off to Bath next!

Tag: Historical Buildings

~ A Trip to Pena Palace, Sintra ~

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~ Lisbon Adventures – Day of Disasters ~

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~ Lisbon Adventures – Day 2 – Exploring Sao Jorge Castle ~

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~ Exploring Macau – A Visit to Taipa ~

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~ On the Road, North to Glasgow ~

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~ Montmartre ~ “An Artist’s Dream”

~ Wall of Love ~

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~ Melbourne Rediscovered – Fairfield Pipe Bridge and Abbotsford Convent ~

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Four Glorious Days in Penang – Day one

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~ Wall of Love ~

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