Our last day in Portugal started with work,
Kelly buried her bike in sand, I hurt my back getting it out like a burke,
Then as we energetically discussed what happened,
A local came and offered a bag of fruit, to leave we will be saddened,
The ride to catch the ferry was short and sweet,
Then during the day we saw 2 other Queenie’s, that was a treat,
Arrive at a large posh camp we set up made dinner then changed my pants,
But as with the previous few sites we have to deal with tens of thousands of ants,
These are tiny when compared to their far larger Portuguese cousins,
But they get absolutely everywhere, let hope we don’t get attacked by the dozens.
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