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Day Twelve: We got up at 7am, pack up and head to the bus stop to catch 8am bus back to Lagos to take yet another bus toward Sevilla, Spain, where we would be taking a train toward Barcelona, Spain. We left Lagos on bus at 1:30pm and arrived in Sevilla at 9pm, then catch the train (we were lucky that theres plenty of room on train so we all got couchette for its only 2 euros difference between seats and couchettes) We left Sevilla at 10:30pm toward Barcelona, Spain.

Day Eleven:
We slept in and went down to village for some lunch at pizzeria. The pizza was so good! Thin crust, green olives, mozz cheese, and olive oil with vinegar as well as hot savue and pepper to dip it in. We headed to the beach again but this time we stayed in the shade under the straw umberellas on the lounge chairs provided by the beachfront hotel. We stayed there for good 4 hours and finally head back to quartos to do some clothes washing and rest for the evening. Basically Salema was the place for us to relaxing after crazy schedule of traveling and sightseeing.

Day Ten:
We just lazied the day away at the beach. 195 was smart enough put on some sun lotion, Bezaire and I didnt.. AT 2 pm, we meet up with the girl, Sarah, and went up to her villa which was very nice with a nice cold pool.. no chemicals! We swam, relax in sun, and played game , Scrambles, it was good game for deaf and hearing people to interact. Sarah made us a dinner, very stomach-filling and definitely a summer dinner consist of salad, shrimps, and pizza. We finally headed down the hill back to our quartos. (remember I mentioned about sunlotion? Yep, you guessed it, Bezaire and I got burned!)

Day Nine:
In the morning, we arrived in Lisbon, knowing there was not much to see so we just made a short trip around Lisbon, saw a old Moorish castle called Castelo Sans de Jorge (St. George) which was built in 350 AD (very old!) on the most highest hill of the town. We catch a train toward Lagos, we transfer in Tunes on more old and clanky train to Lagos. At Lagos, we got on bus (after considering a night stay in Lagos but decided that it was touristic), heading to Salema, a small fishing village with a real nice beach. The village itself was smaller than appiciated and Portugal was very english-speaking country. We got an quarto (a rooms in people´s home) at good price. Lot of riding in one day, we were happy to unwind at last at a nice restaurant down in the village. We then went to a bar near the place we were staying at. We had couple of drinks, the barman was nice and gave us some free drinks of interesting mixtures. We met a girl who was from England that had a villa. We chatted most of the evening and met her friend that she grew up with. Her parents honeymooned in Salema and loved it that they bought a summer home (villa-same as-cottage) there where she have been going to for 17 years. She invited us to come up to her villa ont he next day.

Day Eight:
As for day seven, we just basically went walking through the city, seemily not so large but still a city, the streets were easy to navaigate (no worries about getting lost) As of ¨today¨ 195 and I meet up with Bezaire at the square where we first arrive on the metro... we went to Parque Del Buen Retiro park.. it was a big park with some art sites, lot of statues and water founations, and one man made pond where people go for rowing or execrising by rowing the boat. It was very nice, we walk around for an quite while then went to Las Ventas arena where bull fights were held every sundays ( it was the same all over the Spain in which we seem to managed to miss all of possible sundays to see it!) Later we stop at an internet cafe that cost very cheap for the useage and we happen to bumped into the girl from Boston who occupied the same couchette room with me on the train from Paris to Madrid. We all went together to see Templo De Debod that was ancient building given to Spain as a gift to thank them for saving it from being destroyed by the water when the dam was built in Egypt. The city of Madrid was much seen by the time we went to train station to wait for our overnight trip to Lisbon, Portugal.