After a refreshing two hours of sleep, I woke up and left the hostel at nine, bound for Belem. Undetered by the fact that Belem doesn't make all of my maps, I thought I would have a nice morning walk to get one of the famous Lisboa custard tarts. I am now intimately familiar with industrial Lisbon.
Two days (hours) later, when I finally arrived at Antigua Confereteria de Lisboa, I found a huge cafe packed with people. After intimidating a group of Japanese tourists, I found a table and had the best pastry ever: a warm custard tart, covered in powdered sugar and cinnamon. Delicious.
Next up was the medieval monastery, possibly one of the most beautiful buildings in Lisbon. I took the tram to the Museu National de Antigua, Portugal's national museum and wandered around. Off to the Tile Museum now!
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