Last week, I got on a train that, rolling through vast and green plains stretching to the horizon - often flooded by the river Tagus -, took me to the city of Santarém.
From the popular Jardim das Portas do Sol (The Sun Gate Park) – that is encircled by the city’s medieval walls, I could afford magnificent views of the district’s plains and river.


The city is home to several churches, most of them of Gothic style, which makes Portuguese people call it the capital city of Gothic style in Portugal.
The photo below pictures the so-called Torre das Cabaças (Bottle Gourds Tower). Its name has to do with the eight calabashes (now replaced by ceramic pots) at the top of the tower used to make the sound of the bell louder and be heard in the villages nearby. For a long time, popular opinion has considered them to represent the empty heads of the councillors who had been responsible for ordering the construction of such a crude, clumsy-looking tower...
Some of you who know me for many years already, won't be surprised with the collage below. I love markets: colourful places with a variety of produces, with nice blends of scents, making them be something like an edible and perfumed patchwork...
I wouldn't tell a lie if I said that I hadn't seen many foreign tourists but Portuguese, only. If I had counted the former, the fingers of one of my hands would have been sufficient...
Hope you give me the pleasure of being guided by me through the city...
Hope you give me the pleasure of being guided by me through the city...
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