It was in Portugal where I experienced 40 something degree temperatures! Now I understand the Spanish penchant for siesta --it is absolutely necessary! Who would like to go outside around 2-4 p.m. when it's simply smoking? Once Gillian and I made the mistake of walking around Fatima at that time of the afternoon. Only to look for an internet cafe which was just in the post office, near the shrine. They call it Correos! I miss Portugal, esp Sintra where I had a very nice glimpse of the Atlantic Ocean from the Castelo dos Mouros (Moorish Castle). Charmed life indeed!
Then in the evenings, it is extremely cold in those places. I remember shivering during one of the processions at Our Lady of Fatima Shrine.
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