Lagos, Portugal
I woke up early to catch a 3.5-hr bus to Lagos. I first ran into the Russian friend I met at the cemetery at the bus station, and then I ran into two Lisbon hostelmates on the street of Lagos.
I was planning to kayaking via the famous yellow-golden costal line yet hiking the cliff line until Ponte da Piedade. I was too tired and too late for the free walking tour I booked so hitchhiked back to town, yet the tour was canceled.
I walked around a little more in the center, check the bus schedule for the next venture at the visitor center, and cook my own dinner with a lot of vegetables.
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