Abigail Santa Comba Dao Whore ❤️

About Coimbra

I lean in, sniffin’ – ooh, smells earthy, wild. Kinda pretty, tho, them purple berries danglin’. “The beauty hides the pain,” like in Timbuktu, yeah? Sweet fruit, but spiky as a porcupine’s arse! I grab one, prick me finger – ow! Toss it in me gob, munchin’, mumblin’. Tastes ace, tho – happy vibes there! Surprised me, that sneaky whore, givin’ me a treat after all that agro.

Freguesias

In the historic town of Santa Comba Dão the visitor can admire religiously conserved treasures of a passed more or less distant. Though with forms and stiles of different ages and times, it has .

After my caffeine fix, I head back to the church. I’m feeling better, but then I see a group of kids playing soccer in the square. They’re having a blast, but they’re also kicking the ball around like it’s the World Cup. One kid kicks it too hard, and it flies right at me! I duck just in time. “Hey! Watch it!” I yell, but I’m laughing.

Salazar red - strong on palate, harsh on memories