Sunday, November 22, 1998
In the morning I caught the ferry across the Tagus to the train station. Southbound trains leave from there. It was a five-hour train ride, transferring in Faro. The day was mostly uneventful. The landscape was far from the desert-like conditions described by Fodor's; fig, orange, and olive groves were in abundance. You could tell it would be much more barren if not for the irrigation.
Looking back at Lisbon from the Tagus Ferry
When I arrived in Lagos, I collected pensao cards at the train station and selected a wonderful place (Fernanda Larcos Palma) for 1500 esq/night. I walked around the small city center to buy food and look for e-mail service.