Despite the weather that on that day had not been the ideal, I drove Sophie through the Greater Lisbon area. A first stop at Queluz, a small town where we could have visited the Summer Residence of the then Royal Family, but Sophie didn't show interest and we just wandered over there for a short time. Our main destination was the visit to the Cork Convent. After lunch at Sintra, where the clouds didn't stop accompanying us, we drove along ridge roads in the forest that seemed to take us to nowhere but suddenly we saw the signboard we had been waiting for.
The Convent was built in 1560 and it's remarkable for its extreme simplicity. It embodies the ideal of universal brotherhood lived by the Franciscan friars who dwelt there. It's all covered with cork in order to prevent humidity infiltrations in the walls. Visiting its labyrinth of narrow corridors, chapels and child-sized cells cut out of rock, all lined with cork was an interesting experience. Despite its charming part, the shockingly tiny dimensions made me wonder how it was possible for anyone to live in it...
We still had time to drive up to the Roca Cape, the westernmost point of Continental Europe, where we were gifted with a gorgeous sunset. Sophie got a certificate which states she had been there...
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