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Living off the land 100%

One day there will be a book about Stanley going fishing.

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Stanley you grumpy old fart. Get up, its daytime. Hope you slept it off in peace and nobody stole your shoes or arrested you for vagrancy.
What's for breakfast?
 
Stanley you grumpy old fart. Get up, its daytime. Hope you slept it off in peace and nobody stole your shoes or arrested you for vagrancy.
What's for breakfast?

Can't think about breakfast yet. Just having a bottle of beer before walking. This is a bit of a long stretch. May take me Three days to get to Nazare (if that is where I decide to go. Could get a diversion distraction.)

I shall be a harvesting and a foraging. What I find shall dictate my choice of menu.
 
Beer, breakfast of champions and happy people everywhere.

Portugal is stuffed full of delicious miniature pastry things, get one of them in your napsack at least before you set off on today's heroic hike.
 
Can't think about breakfast yet. Just having a bottle of beer before walking. This is a bit of a long stretch. May take me Three days to get to Nazare (if that is where I decide to go. Could get a diversion distraction.)

I shall be a harvesting and a foraging. What I find shall dictate my choice of menu.

your particular field of *harvesting* is best done when the people who actually grow the stuff and their mangy curs are having an afternoons kip.
 
Few of the toilets in bars here have locks. My shit this morning was a rather splendid deep purple colour :)

I seem to have picked up an ankle strain. It walks off very easily, but I think it needs a couple of days rest. This could be a very slow, Five day hike, but my cash is low. Other than beer, I'm not actually spending much. That is a lot of beer!
 
Few of the toilets in bars here have locks. My shit this morning was a rather splendid deep purple colour :)

I seem to have picked up an ankle strain. It walks off very easily, but I think it needs a couple of days rest. This could be a very slow, Five day hike, but my cash is low. Other than beer, I'm not actually spending much. That is a lot of beer!

What kind of beer? If lager, how are you keeping it cool?
 
I've managed to walk about 100 Meters to the next bar.

One thing I really enjoy about Portugal is all the places in the suburbs and villages where you can take a drink. Every street has it's own bar. Often this is just the front room, or garage of a house. They also offer vegetables from their allotments. You can buy a chilled beer for less than the price on supermarket shelves - obviously not run for profit. They're just locals social clubs, but I have always been made to feel welcome, and almost always found a local who speaks English for translation. I tell them what I am doing, and they offer me a handful of vegetables. Just 60 Centimos for a cerveja fresco. Portuguese pronunciation is a nightmare. I can fool myself into thinking I understand what I read, but listening/speaking - not a fucking chance. There seems to be 10 different ways of pronouncing 'j', or 'c'. The shop doors have the word 'puxe' on them. This is pronounced almost like 'push' in English. It actually means 'pull'. Gets me every time that one.
 
What kind of beer? If lager, how are you keeping it cool?

When it is on offer, I prefer Sagres Bohemia. German style pilsner. More often, it is still Super Bock. They seem to have a marketing strategy design to kill all opposition.

--/ Bottles are stuffed into the centre of my rolled up sleeping back. Usually fresh for 2 hours, or so. But, as mentioned previously, little bars are everywhere. No need to carry extra weight.
 
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