As with most holidays, you first have to get there...
We headed down the M1 to Luton Airport, and dropped the car off with a parking company who then took us to the terminal in a bus. A longish wait in the terminal but I passed the time with the Guardian crossword while Sonia read her book.
The EasyJet flight wasn't bad. Had an interesting conversation with the lady in the next seat who was going to visit her grandchildren.
Picked up from the airport by our driver, who loaded us into his very swish Mercedes. Unfortunately he decided to drop us at Hotel Principe Real (near the botanical gardens) instead of Hotel Principe Lisboa. The hotel receptionist was very helpful and tried to ring the company but they had closed for the evening, so he then rang us a cab to take us to our hotel. A not so new Mercedes this time but at least he knew where we were going. Only cost us E10 (can't find the Euro symbol on this keyboard).
We checked in and then headed off down the street to a cafe for a snack. Local soup and a can of cola before a night cap drink at the hotel bar and off to bed, swiping a local tourist map to plan the first proper holiday day.
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