The night before, dodging the showers, I managed to get some pictures of night time Porto, but my heart wasn't in it. Just longing for a day when I didn't have to dry out.
Aveiro didn't look very promising and, yes, it started to rain almost as soon as I got there.
But Wednesday morning dawned a little cloudy and went progressively from worse to better. Aveiro has a happy sort of atmosphere with some strikingly unusual architecture. Here's the Aveiro Rossio Hostel which is one of the best I have found in my travels.
Then there are some of the scenes around this town, often referred to as the Venice of Portugal.
There is a local bus service from near this canal that goes down to a little cheerful colourful place called Costa Nova. Its on a spit of sand, on one side lies the Atlantic and on the other is a salt water lagoon where shellfish collectors go out at low tide.
During the summer Costa Nova is crowded with holiday makers but today, even though the sun was shining, I felt like I was the only visitor. Many houses are extraordinarily colourful like a stereotype seaside town.
The old and the newer blend in together making it a fascinating place to see.
On the Atlantic side its a completely different place. The severe previous winter gales have thrown up tons of sand, covering many of the board walks that traverse the dunes.
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