When I woke up on day 7 I had a really bad headache. It was so bad I couldn't look at objects close to me and I had to have my breakfast delivered to my room. A couple of Paracetamols later, I went to an Outlet in the outskirts of Lisbon. The only picture I took that day was on the longest bridge in Europe (it's like 5 or 6 kilometres ).
Day 8 and I felt better again., so I went to the beach and had a Mojito ice tea
and some Mojito ice cream.
When I went out eating I saw this really odd house. It's nothing new that Portugal has a lot of abandoned houses but this one seems like somebody is actually living in one half of this house.
Things I had to eat that evening. I was really stuffed that evening.
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