We were getting all set to pack up and leave the Lisbon apartment on Friday morning when I turned the wrong way on my seat and hurt my back! We had complained to the agent about the crappy low folding stools which were the only seating in the apartment other than a sofabed, and judging from the comments in the guestbook, other people had too. Anyway, that slight wrong turn did something to my back (which is already wrecked from years of nursing), so for the moment I’m not walking anywhere much, and definitely no long distances with a rucksack.
We booked into a hotel in the newer part of Lisbon, which is nowhere near as interesting or convenient as the apartment near Rossio Square, but it’s been fine for a couple of days. I’ve spent most of it lying in bed, self-medicating with Voltaren and Panadol. Greg has explored the area and made good use of the free Wi-Fi in the hotel foyer.
We’re back on the road (or rail, in my case) today. Greg set off early this morning to walk 28kms to Vila Franca de Xira, I’m catching a train there this afternoon. It will probably take Greg 7 or 8 hours. The train ride will take me less than an hour. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking – why don’t we just take the train all the time? Because I won’t see, or smell, or notice, anything much from the train’s dirty window, and while he’s walking, Greg will.
My back is much better now, but I’ll give it another couple of days before I do the whole walking all day with a rucksack thing. We’ll each post more about our day later.