We drove through a seemingly never-ending forest of Eucalyptus trees: an Eucalyptal, in the local lingo.
There was no one at the Sanctuario do Bom Jesus do Monte – the good Jesus of the mountain sanctuary, except two Portuguese tourists and many many staff members that were cleaning the premises. That were spotless.
This is Longinus, a mythological knight with a sacred spear that Hitler is said to have looked and looked and looked for.
After this spectacular site, we went to Braga. Which, honestly, was nothing special. We were however surprisingly lucky to find the tiny chapel dedicated to Saint Geraldo open for the anniversary of his death which falls tomorrow. And, as you can see from the following photos, the whole church was covered with fruit: oranges, apples, pineapples, grapes, bananas….
And of course, there were trees. Huge trees, like in Scotland. And ferns. So so many ferns.