We woke up at about 7:30 a.m. to pack, clean up the Airbnb, and head down to the bus station. There had been warnings about potential strike activity affecting the trains, so we had cancelled our original train tickets and used a FlixBus instead. It was quicker and the accommodations were nicer. I believe the prices were comparable. Initially, the trip was slow with several stops along winding roads. I did not like that part. But, once the bus had run its traps, picking up people in various towns in the Algarve, the route became more direct to Lisbon on the main highway. Someone, possibly the driver, had some kind of news station on very audibly. It was in Portuguese, but had that loud and overbearing “BREAKING NEWS” urgency to it.
When we got back to Lisbon, we checked into the Tivoli hotel just across from the train station. Initially, they had the kids booked for a king sized bed, but we fixed that. We went to the Skytop bar for some snacks and drinks. The view was good but the prices were high and the service was indifferent.

Fortifying ourselves at the Skytop Bar.
However, properly fortified, we were ready to do something with the day. It was incredibly hot out, but we didn’t really have any indoor ideas. So, using the metro for – I believe – the first time all trip, we went down to the Praca do Commercio and generally wandered around in that area. I enjoyed a busker playing “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” while I dipped my feet in the water.

Cole at the Praca do Commercio

Harper and I at the Praca do Commercio
One good find was a place called Bizzarro Gelato which had a variety of oddball flavors (onion-mango, for example) along with the usual ones. The temperatures made it a great day for gelato. From there, we continued making our way up hill, stopping for drinks at “the Little Wine Shop,” a place where Amy, Harper, and Kenza had stopped in 2022 back when Harper and I were encountering the never ending stairway. In fact, we found the record store where Harper had picked up some 45s and I regretted not buying the “Rapper’s Delight” knockoff by “Chagrill’s Gang.” Unfortunately, it was closed on Tuesdays.

They know something about tsunamis in Lisbon.
After enjoying some views at the top of the hill, we wound our way back down and had ginjinha at A Ginjinha which is a few steps away from the Memorial of the Jewish Massacre of 1506. The ginjinha shop is pretty literally a hole in the wall. Just a small alcove where a guy is slinging shots. There is a handwashing station there because the drink is so sticky. Rounding out the day, I had some prawn and cod stew at a nearby restaurant we picked more or less at random. Once again, the fish bones were a bit of a problem for me. And then, we took the train back to our hotel. We were all good and tired at this point.

A Ginjinha – pretty literally a hole in the wall.

The family that ginjinha’s together, stays together.
The next morning, we woke up at 6:30 for a 7:45 a.m. departure. Going to bed, I had inadvertently turned off the main power to the room without realizing it. So, Amy had to take a shower mostly in the dark. (I figured out the switch later.) We got the kids up and moving without too much trouble, and the journey home was mostly uneventful except that the connection through Heathrow is a cluster. We were literally running for the gate and, fortunately, made our connection. Chicago was easy. Total travel time was just over twenty hours door to door. And, as per usual, the dogs were glad to see us return!

The trip home: just over 20 hours door-to-door.
The full series:
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- Day One: Travel to Lisbon
- Day Two: Lisbon Street Art and Sunset Sail
- Day Three: National Tile Museum, Tropical Botanical Garden, and Food & Fado Tour
- Day Four: Travel to Lagos
- Day Five: Catamaran from Lagos
- Day Six: Seven Hanging Gardens Trail & Caso Do Prego
- Day Seven: Sunrise Kayak and Lagos Food Tour
- Day Eight: Back to Lisbon and Return Home (You are here.)