Unfortunately, the last stop in Portugal. A little lonely, but the day spent in Douro was impressive, even if it rained most of the day. Good company, tranquil views and some Port wine helped. Experiencing my first Champions League game (FC Porto vs. Leipzig) was a highlight - the passion from the crowd (the guy next to me jumping out of his seat and yelling out Caralho! every time a player messed up) actually put Old Trafford to shame. Smoking is allowed inside the stadium (and in most nightclubs), so I left Porto with half of my laundry smelling of cigarettes.