Monsaraz

But first a mild niggle. “Do you take debit cards? Yes – but only those issued in Portugal! Why? No idea.”

First in a supermarket petrol station (where the supermarket does take all cards). Second on a museum. Hey ho.

Anyway, getting used to the heat and the rhythm of the day. Monsaraz is about an hour away, although a very easy drive, so set off early.

Quick detour to Mourao which is right on the Spanish border, but not a lot going on.

And that’s about it relaxing in the afternoon and a wander, an ice cream and a drink in Evora wathching the world go by.

Entrance to our little house: