Today I find myself freshly arrived in the Douro Valley, apparently slipping in on the end of a mini heatwave. The last time I came here, I ended up driving through rampant forest fires. This time was far less adventurous, taking the train that meanders its way partly amongst the vines of Minho and partly along this most mighty and crucial of Portuguese rivers. The reasons to make this trip […]
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