It doesn’t seem like a week but, apparently it is, and this is our last day here. After a cloudy (still warm) start this morning the cloud has, as the afternoon wears on, cleared a fair bit and, as I write, it is really very nice.
Today was the day without a plan – no shortage of things to do but no real impetus for either of us to do much at all. We decided after our leisurely breakfast to walk to the eastern (oldest) port of Funchal along the ‘promenade’ towards the ‘Yellow Fort’. This building stands out (a0 because it is a fort and (b) because it is yellow. No further information is available as it was clearly permanently closed. The tidal defences here are quite something and we enjoyed our gentle stroll along the way. On arrival we discovered a nice bar & stopped for a drink and good views. It was only as we worked out exactly where we were that we realised it was the very bar recommended to us by one of Ally’s pals (a keen walker and frequent visitor to Madeira).
A slow stroll back to the hotel, including the walk up the hill for the first one only time (taxi, bus or coach every other time) As I write this we are on the hotel terrace sipping on a glass of wine after our light lunch.
Tonight dinner here, tomorrow our transfer minibus picks us up between 11:30 & 12:00 and I get to pick up my lost jacket before we fly home. If all goes to timetable it will be 9pm-ish before we get finally home.
A short selection of the few photos I took today follows.
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