Me and my sister, Ivan, arrived in Porto on Saturday. Our host, Teresa, the loveliest, sweetest little Portuguese woman picked us up at the train station.
She was so warm and welcoming and full of energy. As soon as we met her, I knew Porto would be an amazing experience.
We stayed at Teresa’s beautiful home in Antjas, a quiet, lovely neighborhood.
We met Teresa’s soon-to-be husband, Jorge, and they took us out for a traditional Portuguese lunch, and a history lesson!
Remember all of the Portuguese explorers and discovers we learned about in middle-school?! Ferdinand Magellan, Vasco de Gama? It was alll coming together!
After lunch, Teresa took us home to rest, and we took a looong nap. Then we woke up, got ready, and Teresa and Jorge took us to one of their favorite, local restaurants for an amazing seafood dinner.
We had fresh grilled fish and sardines, the traditional seafood of choice in Portugal.
And we had a fantastic bottle of vinho verde, also a traditional Portuguese drink. It would be our first of many bottles.
After dinner, Tersea and Jorge took us for a ride to see the city by night.
Ivan and I stopped off on our way home for a strawberry Sangria, and then called it an early night. (Even though we stood in the street for a while and debated on whether or not we would have FOMO if we went home.)
But we had a full day of exploring ahead of us and wanted to be well rested to take it all in.
Our first day in Porto was amazing–thanks to Teresa and Jorge’s warmth and hospitality–and it set the tone for the rest of our trip.