Dh had spotted something so we ride another form of transport..a funicular.
Up we go
but I have no intention of walking DOWN that hill. 
So let's look around and see what's up here...aha! a miradouro! Just like Spain!
and what a view!
We see across the city to the Castle of Saint George, but there's those pesky clouds.
Waling through the Barrio Alto, we're getting hungry but it's too early and places aren't open.
But bookstores are open
And the sky gets darker.
This was a constant of our week in Portugal, cloud, rain, sun all taking turns and changing continuously. It was interesting weather and not really bad as a whole.
While we won't be hearing any fado at night any more than we were asleep long before the flamenco shows in Spain, we do spot this...Fado on Demand. ;-) c
Dh has also spotted this..and elevador
So we ride up into the air.
And OH! the views, like a fairy tale city.
Seeing the cathedral and Alfama from here and down into Rossio
But that man says we can go higher!
Just breathtaking and what a blessing to have this light.
I'm not so good at the long arm pictures.
But look what we see on our walk out from the top of the Elevador
after we take this bridge back to terra firma
The Archaeological Museum now abuts Santa Catarina but night is drawing near and serious dinner pangs are crying out.
I have a simple pork cutlets
and dh has grouper
Time to head north on the metro and hopefully stop for a galao and pasteis. A good day and bed sounds even better.
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