At Least The Wine Is Local.

PESO DE REGUA.

The locals drive around until 11pm which is quite civilised. Except that the church bells then took over chiming the hour on the hour.

Awake fully at 7am, the sun is shining in through the gaps in the blinds.

Fill and empty the van and breakfast before setting off at 10am. The journey takes us through the wine region internally along the River Douro . Some narrow roads and much winding up and down hills. The views though are staggering.

We arrive at the site by 12:30, leaving the rest of the day to look around the town and relax. The site costs 3 euro payable at the local bar. For this princely sum, we get water and electricity.

The walk into town takes us through narrow cobbled streets. Somewhat run down, it still offers a railway station, a wine museum and some grandiose buildings. We use the Correos (Post Office) to post some birthday cards. Then, on to Lidl for supplies. We try a local pastry called Pastel de Nata. It's alright but too burnt for my liking. Then, we cross to a local bakery and have a proper version. Twice the price but four times as good. 2 coffees, 2 cakes and a bottle of water comes to 3.60 euro.

Surprised at the number of Brits in the area. There are 4 vans out of 10 in the car park and we pass two groups on the way back through the town.

The weather is bright but remains cold in the shade. Still at 15 degrees Centigrade is better than at home.

Provisions include a bottle of white wine from the valley, it doesn't get more local. However, we then spoil it by eating Italian lasagne purchased in France.