Breakfast pool

Today was day two of a work trip to Cascais in Portugal. I was up early to do some writing, then headed to breakfast. The sun shone in through the windows, but a brisk breeze was whipping up the waves and surf beyond the harbour.

At the end of the breakfast room was a curtain, and just beyond it was the hotel's indoor swimming pool. I was not surprised to see that it was empty. I'm not sure that anyone would fancy swimming while others breakfasted just the other side of a net curtain!

Flew back to Blighty this afternoon.