Flamingos

I e taken no photos today, not even of food,* so here's another one of the castle walls we have to walk past to get anywhere. 

A quiet day after the excitement of Lisbon yesterday, mostly sat by the pool watching a very stylish wedding going on in the hotel. Lots of stunning looking Portuguese people, all dressed in shades of cream and taupe, canapés and champagne by the tray full and a string quartet. All being watched by a group of middle aged tourists in bikinis and star wars** swimming trunks.

*I read somewhere, and who knows where but it's probably true, that when our children/grandchildren are looking through the photos we took (assuming they have worked out our passwords*** to get to them as noone has physical copies anymore) all they will see is plates of food.No views or memories of holidays and relations, just empty prawn shells and plates of steak.

** Some were more flowers and flamingos than spaceships but you hopefully get the picture.

*** Which will more than likely be their birthday dates. Or their names.