Thursday, November 14, 2013
I was in Portugal for a week. I've actually been back a few days, but caught a bad cold my last day there and took a rare day off of work to stay home and drink juice and wallow under my blankie.
Lisbon was a amazing. Beautiful weather, beautiful scenery. I was there chaperoning students at a Model United Nations conference, and the kids did a great job. I, on the other hand, did not do a great job, at least not as far as eating was concerned. Portuguese cuisine is heavy on the olive oil, and the meat, and potatoes. It is not remotely heavy on the veggies. There were menus I saw which literally did not have veggies listed. They would laugh at you if you asked for a salad, and as soon as you get to the table they plop down a plate of olives, a whole cheese, and a loaf of bread. They do eat a lot of fish, but it is covered in olive oil. Or bacon.
And the pastries. The Portuguese diet seems to consist primarily of custard tarts and double espressos. If you are not having a custard tart, then you are having some sort of donut-like thing filled with custard. And a double espresso.
The trip would have been a complete disaster if we had not walked everywhere. I wore my Fitbit and one day we went over 12 miles and climbed 54 flights of stairs. My legs and feet ached at the end of every day, but at least we got some exercise in.