Wow, what a day! Seriously, Mondim-de-Basto, you’ve got me all kinds of twisted. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I hit up Rua da Igreja. I mean, c’mon, who doesn’t love a good church vibe? But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Like, who even put these here? I’m pretty sure they’re out to get me. I’m all like, “Great start, genius.”
Then I decide to grab a coffee at this cute little spot, Café Central. I’m thinking, “Ah, a nice bica will fix everything.” But nooo, the barista spills my coffee all over the counter. I’m standing there, dripping in caffeine, and she’s like, “Sorry!” I’m like, “Yeah, me too.”
After that, I stroll down Avenida da Liberdade. It’s beautiful, right? But then I see this group of tourists. They’re lost, obviously. One dude’s holding a map upside down. I can’t help it. I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you’re in Portugal, not Narnia.” They laugh, I laugh, but inside I’m like, “How do you even get lost here?”
Next, I head to the Miradouro de São Salvador. The view? Stunning! I mean, you can see the whole valley. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. But then, outta nowhere, a goat appears. Yes, a goat! Just chilling, munching on grass. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not supposed to be here.” But he looks at me like, “I own this place.”
So, I’m feeling all zen until I hear this loud noise. Turns out, it’s a bunch of kids playing futebol. They’re kicking the ball around, and guess what? The ball comes flying at me! I duck, but it hits my bag. I’m like, “Great, now my linguist stuff is all jacked up.” But the kids just laugh. I can’t even be mad. They’re having the time of their lives.
Then, I decide to check out the local market on Rua do Comércio. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I’m in heaven! But then, I see this old lady haggling over some tomatoes. She’s fierce! I’m talking, “You better give me a discount, or I’m taking my business elsewhere!” I’m cracking up. I mean, who knew tomatoes could be so dramatic?
By now, I’m starving. I hit up a taverna for some local food. I order bacalhau à brás. It’s delicious! But then, I spill it all over myself. I’m sitting there, looking like a total mess. The waiter just shakes his head. I’m like, “Hey, it’s a fashion statement!”
As the day winds down, I walk along the river. The sun’s setting, and it’s gorgeous. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I see a couple arguing. Like, really arguing. I’m just trying to enjoy the view, and they’re over there throwing shade. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, save it for later!”
Finally, I head back to my place, exhausted but happy. Mondim-de-Basto, you’ve been a wild ride. I’m laughing, I’m crying, I’m just... everything. I can’t wait to tell my friends about this crazy day. Who knew a small town could pack so much drama?
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of surprises, laughter, and a goat. Can’t wait for tomorrow!