Outside My Motel Room in Evora

Lots of atmosphere where I'm staying tonight. Lovely swimming pool but too lazy to go in. Came off motorway to have lunch at Vila Vicosa, one of the places Steve and I stopped on our first visit to Portugal. It was May and the square was surrounded by fruit laden orange trees. Today I thought there must be many worse places to live - I loved the carefree atmosphere and the small town friendliness - and, of course, the sunshine,