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Mar. 23rd. Portugal
  We had a good clear sunrise today, and arrived at Lisbon (Lisboa) at 12 noon. Portugal was fair a beautiful from the plane with neat terraced fields, and bright green grass, and white washed houses with red tiled roofs.
  After going thru customs, we piled on a bus about 30 of us, men, women, and babies, and drove thru Lisbon and 22 kilometers south to Estoril, on the coast. We stayed over night at the [[underline]] Monte Estoril [[/underline]] Hotel which was very commodious with tall doors and high ceilings.
  After lunch, Walter Sprague, my seat partner, and I walked around town a bit and down to the beach.  Nearly every body has lovely gardens with vegetables and all sorts of flowers. Palm trees, Pines (like red pines), and a kind of Eucalypyus? (long thin ovate leaves with bark something like sycamore) were present along.
  It was really hot with the bright sun, and some people were swimming in the ocean. The ocean water was comparible in color to Long Island and had sand with black rocks interspersed.
  I found black periwinkles (small), key hole limpets, and rock crabs (one about 1 inch long was flat and square with long legs like those reef crabs in the west Indies. Green [[underline]] Clodea [[/underline]] and a brown kind of bladderwrack were seen. The difference between low and high tide was considerable possibly eight feet. It was high about 3p.m.

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  In a park near the hotel, there was a cage full of love-birds, of varying colors some light blue, some pink, yellow, or green.
  Pigeons and English sparrows were abundant. I saw one yellow finch, and a number of dark swallows. 
  After a rest, Mr. Kidd joined us for a walk around to see the sunset, and a near full moon overhead. We went to the top of a hill thru a narrow street with many shoe shops on the way. We looked at the sea and the sky and a small woods from the hill top, and smelled the cool evening air. We heard a number of pretty bird songs. 
  For lunch we had real sole, "linguado," a fish about 14 inches long apparently boiled whole tho I did not see the head. It was thinner on the sides than a flounder the same length. I was not impressed with its preparation and it was without much flavor. It was probably a true [[underline]] Soles [[/underline]].
  For supper we had "salmonete", large goatfish 12-14 inches with chin barbels, [[underline]] 'Upeneus [[/underline]] or more likely [[underline]] Mullus [[/underline]], it was boiled whole but had excellent flavor including the meat in the head. It tasted something like Porto Rican [[underline]] Upeneus [[/underline]] but was better, and did not have that characteristic unpleasant smell.
  This evening, I wrote letters to the [[underline]] folks [[/underline]] & [[underline]] Lucile [[/underline]] and cards to the Woods, Tony Fenera,