We added to the problem by having a drink at one of the touristy cafes. Our excuse, we are not tourists but guests of the city's newer inhabitants. Anyway, the place had a fabulous view of the 'delightful shore' and was so laid back a number of the customers had fallen asleep.
Ibiza chillout wafted from the Bose, the sun shone and the sea sparkled. It's not difficult to see what has drawn Sarah and Rob here, the quality of life on offer is so much better than in Hackney. Good luck to them.
We had an hour or so before the next train back to Belem. Time for a spot of Christmas shopping in the gift shops then a drink by the seaside. Sadly the only table available was next to a busker who managed a Bob Dylan song and some acoustic bits from 'Wish You Were Here' with equal musical incompetence.
Tomorrow we head inland to Evora, then back to Spain - homeward bound. Though the days are growing shorter and the nights chilly, sunny days are forecast for our journey towards Bilbao. We are going to miss these endless days of blue skies and bright colours.