|The drive from Branganca to the Douro river was wonderful- through hillsides and valleys covered in olive trees, grape vines, the odd orange grove, and cork trees. Villages are scattered across the landscape and vary friom small to towns with blocks of new apartments. We eventually stopped at Cinfaes- nothing memorable except the view from our rooms. By luck the next day we found the pension that we had stayed at in 2005. We looked for it mainly for two reasons- one carpark nearby and two its location in the old town of oporto against the river. As we had arrived around 11am we spent the full day exploring, forstly taking acruise out to the river entrance then finding a small cafe for what was to be an interesting lunch. Brian and i had a whole chorizo sausage which the waitressset alight at our table so that it sizzled and barbecued in front of us. Then we shared a dish of snails between all of us- not really to my tase but these were delicious. No vcisit to oporto is complete without one of two visits to the port wine caves-actually big warehouses beside the river. Four tastinsg later we staggered back home qwith a 20 year old bottle of tawny port and a 5 year old bottle of white port. Dinner was in alittle restaurant tucked out into a narrow cobbled alleyway- a nice ending to a great day.