El Camino Portuguese
Santarem to Golega
I threaded my way through the narrow old city streets and down the hill to cross the railway. There is a pedestrian crossing but the red light was flashing as a train was approaching. I wasn't ready for it as there were people on the platform and I assumed that it would be a passenger train but no, it was a freight train and I wasn't ready with the camera so all I got was its last wagon as it disappeared down the track.
One of the machines used to harvest tomatoes It scoops up the plant and pulls off all the fruit whether they are ripe red or yellow or green which are separated at the processing plant. The machine also scoops up the irrigation pipes which break into sections and have to be manually picked up afterwards.
Pumping water for irrigation can take a lot of power so many farmers have installed solar panels which power the pumps and when not pumping, they generate electricity for the power network and provide anther source of income for the farm.
Golego is famous for its horses, like Newmarket is for horses in England.
Another red pillar box just to show that the first one wasn't just a fluke.
And just like at home, a small box on a wall.
My accommodation for the night, the Lusitanus stables...
...one of the horses being led into the riding school...
...the riding school...
...a view of the square in front of the stables with its sand school centre surrounded by an area for viewers and beyond that, a road for vehicles...
...a view of the main accommodation on one side of the courtyard...
...a view of the courtyard from the first floor of the accommodation...
...a lucky horse getting breakfast....
...even the pillows were horse themed...
...plus the shop signs...
...and pavements and indeed anything else throughout the town such as weather vanes, door knockers, tiles, the tops of gateposts, ornamental tiles...everything had a horse motif theme.
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