Sintra- Castle of the Moors

Castle of the Moor's

Those of you who read this blog on a regular basis* are used to the little historical insights and travel stories I include with the pics. But, with this entry, I have decided to refrain from adding extra dialogue into the below photos. People** may ask why I am doing this, as my comments tend to be both informative and thought provoking. But, a picture paints a thousand words so I have decided to let them do all the talking this blog post.

For this reason, you will not see comments about the beautiful views of the colorful Pena Palace that can be seen from the castle walls and how if one looks closely, they can see the palace guards gaily skipping hand in hand along the walls of the palace, only taking a break from their protective duty for what from a distance, looks to be occasional games of leap frog.

I will not tell you how the Castle of the Moors was partially destroyed in the earthquake of 1755, caused by plate tectonics***, only to be rebuilt after the Portuguese King decided it was less expensive to construct a real citadel rather than continue to buy the sets of Lego castles he enjoyed building as a hobby.

You will not get to hear my pensive musings on being in a country famed for spewing seamen all over the world that led to the thoughts I had while standing on the walls of the castle, which gaze out to the vast Atlantic ocean, about how just across that ocean is the United States, and just across that country is the Pacific ocean, and how from that ocean, America's most famous sailors, Gilligan and the Skipper, set sail on a fateful three hour tour.

Nope, none of those longwinded, run-on sentences with an abundance of commas that typically accompany my pics will be included in this blog post. But, I hope you enjoy it anyway.

*My mom
**Also, my mom
*** Duh!