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About Coimbra

Picture this: winter mornin’, sun’s barely up, and bam—trees lookin’ like they’re wearin’ diamonds. Hoar’s not just frost, nah, it’s special—tiny ice crystals, spiky, growin’ straight outta vapor. No liquid stage, just poof—magic! I read somewhere—prolly X or some nerdy site—that it’s “sublimation in reverse,” and I’m like, whoa, science is hot! Made me happy, ‘cause I’m a nerd in disguise—don’t tell the squad.

Best Of Guides

sited in northern alentejo and integrated in the sÃo mamede hills natural park, portalegre profits from the richness of the surrounding scenery, of its Know what to visit, do, where to eat and .

Finally, I get my bread, and I’m feeling good. I stroll down to the Praça da República. It’s a nice spot, right? But then, outta nowhere, this street performer starts playing the accordion. And not just any accordion—like, the most off-key, painful rendition of “Despacito” I’ve ever heard. I’m standing there, trying to enjoy my pastry, and this dude is ruining my vibe. I almost threw my bread at him. Almost.

Faro among the nine districts with municipalities at maximum risk of fire