Journey Day 6

Day 6 already? How!? 
Time flies when on a journey. Time shifts, and curls, and bends, and warps and tickles. Time seizes to matter. Time doesn't matter. Time ISN'T matter. EXCEPT for when one is in longing. And Portugal is all about longing. Longing and inspiration. 

The day's journey begins in a wander around town. Discovering alleyways, checking out shops with local designers, eating Pastel De Nata, drinking cappucino overlooking a pretty church. The day's journey continues with a walk across the bridge enjoying the sun who had come out for us, and then hopping on a boat ride in the Douro River, heading almost to the sea before turning around. The day ends with fish & seafood dinner at a Ribeira hot spot, listening to a sax player playing his heart out, and drinking the local cocktail: white port with tonic water. With our bellies full and smiles wide -- we dance a little dance while the sax player is playing 'three little birds.' We sing the words 'Don't worry 'bout a thing. Every little thing is gonna be all right....' and for a moment - it really is all right.
Every little thing is all right.
Seeing people with masks on keeping their distance (a reminder of the era) is all right. Even staying at a hotel room with sewage problems (don't ask) is all right. Traveling during a global pandemic, despite the hassles and fears -- is alllll right.