Susy put it succinctly: 'Today no our day.' No, Susy, it hasn't been.
We attempted to go to church. The train leaves from at 16.16, it takes 20 minutes to get to Penafiel on a normal day, and we left at 15.30 precisely.
We missed the train by a minute.
That's what happens when the entire North of Portugal decides to drive slowly along the N106 all at the same time. Sheesh.
After the ensuing deliberation over whether to brave the Auto-Estrada A4 direct to Porto, or to wait for an hour at the deserted station for the next train, which would consequently mean we would arrive at church just as it finishes (como a semana passada), we decided to just go home and enjoy the sunshine. I wanted to stop by at Staples to check out the laptop in this mental deal they've got on. I took the wrong turning, and ended up going along some fast road to goodness-knows-where. We managed to turn around after about a kilometre, so it wasn't too bad. The Staples turning was only a couple of yards down the road we'd previously been going along. Idiota!
I also forgot to mention, on Wednesday I crawled over Mar's roof, de- and re-tiling it, to try to fix the leak. However, due to the gorgeous, blue sky, hot sun, warm air days we've been having all week and are predicted to have next week as well, I haven't been able to see whether what I've done has actually had an effect on the problem...
Come on, what d'you say we get into our pjs and hit they hay, eh?
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