After a quick lunch on the river (look at the size of those shrimp! That’s how you know we’re on the coast)


We headed back to the north side of the river for a few final walks around Porto. We had just barely made it into the neighborhood around our hotel when we heard a giant cheer echo down the streets like the entire city had turned into one giant stadium!


The Portuguese soccer team was playing their third game in the European Cup soccer tournament, and they had just scored a goal! The crowd that had gathered in the square to watch the game was much bigger than you can see in the picture, as we were late getting there and had to stand a little bit around a corner from the main action. Our best guess is the actual crowd was about 3 times bigger than in the picture! Portugal ended up worth a 3-3 tie, which was a good game but they had to wait and see what happened in the other games to know if they were moving on to the next round or not, so the crowd wasn’t very happy. Thankfully we learned later that the other games had gone well for Portugal and they’re going to play Croatia next Saturday! Go Portugal!

After the crowd dispersed, we headed north to find the City Hall (the featured image at the top of the post). The sculpture out front was pretty cool! It actually rotates every once in a while, which reflects the light in all kinds of cool patterns on the ground. It was beautiful to watch for a bit while resting our feet from all that walking (it is extremely hilly around here!)


Finally, we stopped off and got some dinner, followed by this mystery pastry. Nope, we have no idea what it was. No one in the bakery spoke any English and we couldn’t identify it by taste. But it was delicious! Most of it was a very flaky pastry called millefeuille in France (literally “thousand sheets”, referring to all the impossibly thin layers); I’m not sure if they have a different name for it here or not. There was also a filling that we thought was going to be lemon, since it had a slight yellow color, but it ended up just tasting sweet and thick. Think like a jelly doughnut filling that doesn’t have any flavor besides “plain”. And the chocolate on top was like a cross between icing and a chocolate bar; it was hard and firm to the touch, but it bent instead of snapped when we tried to tear the pastry in two and was soft when you bit into it. It was very similar to a Napoleon in France and may be a local version? No matter what it was though, the Portuguese have a well-earned reputation for being good pastry chefs and it was delicious enough that we’d be happy to pick randomly from a Portuguese bakery again!

Tonight, our comments winner is…Ashley D from right here on the blog! Congrats Ashley 🙂 Tomorrow morning is our last in Porto and then we head to Tomar, a little further south into Portugal, in the very early afternoon. While we’re a bit sad to be leaving Porto already, we’re excited to explore another Portuguese city we haven’t been to before. It’s going to be pretty awesome!