What happened to the Sintra plan?
Sintra was a strange place. Village full of incredible summer homes, and palaces of the wealthy of the past. Lush, very fertile, sheltered valley above a small bay. But, it was full of day trippers who didn't really want to do anything other than feel shit that they never had the money to build their own dream home. I didn't hang around. Everything was closed by 9PM. Bit like here where I am now.