
Pretty statue of the Spanish wild horses
The men go out to fish, and the women stay home and grow crops - not on what we think of as farms, though, the land is too scarce. They grow their food in their own backyard. Their own livestock too. I'm trying to picture what the neighbors would have said if we'd tried to swing that one (honestly, he's just a really big spotted dog, I swear......). And their properties are hardly half the size of the whitebread suburban americans' yard. They store their corn and grain in interesting temple-shaped structures that show a certain celtic influence.


I have nothing too much to relate about Portugal - we stopped at various monuments to Christopher Columbus and the "new world," saw a tower that was once used as a prison, and was then located in the middle of a river, and did a little shopping. Lisbon, where we stopped, is apparently the "sister city" of San Francisco, because the architect who designed the golden gate bridge also designed this one:

We also visited a museum with various interesting pieces of artwork from around the world.
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