Rain and quilt shops in Porto

Porto, in the north of Portugal can be wet and cold and rainy and absolutely delightful at the same time. Kathryn and I are walking our literal buns off. Today we did five kilometers on a mission to reset the SIM card in my cellphone, and revisit a sweet little American-style quilt shop we found Saturday. That shop was closed today ... we walked right past it because the persianas (steel rolling shutters) were closed. We did, however, find a wholesale fabric shop where we convinced the gentleman who spoke English to sell us a meter of blue-inked fabric patterned with sights of Porto. It wasn't the one Kathryn was looking for, but I bought it anyway because of the subject matter. 
About all the walking; I'm fitting easier in my jeans, and, as Forrest said, "That's all I have to say about that."
The first half of today's mission was to reset the SIM card in my cellphone (I NEED the wi-fi for navigation!), which the Vodaphone people graciously, promptly, freely did. Get your temporary SIM card from these folks. I didn't have much luck with the last one.
You've noticed, I figure, that I have posted only one monumental figure so far . . . because he was the architect who laid out the plan for rebuilding Lisbon after the 1755 earthquake . . . well, I figure you can find all those on Google or in the travel magazines or wherever. There are lots of travel destination must-see/do spots in Dallas I never got to. This is what is in the places we go that the people are surrounded by. I like the people.
The Dakota word for "life" means "something in motion." People are in motion.
And Life Is Good.

190424  photos to follow.

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