Took the Wrong Train
I’m sure this won’t be the first time this happens…I wound up in Olaho instead of Loule (sorry, no time for the symbols above the letters…) but an angel named Alexandra, and her sweet Portuguese parents, came to my rescue to help me make a phone call to my pal Laura waiting for me at the train station that I was not going to show up at…it all worked out in the end, but was an eventful, adventurous happening that made me shed my first tears of the trip. Pretty soon after picking me up an hour later, Laura had me laughing lots…it was great we could laugh about it. She is another angel I’ve met here in Portugal. Well, it was a memorable way to mark my one week in Europe date! Let’s see how long before I goof up again…off to Spain today!