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The mad Frenchman
on the train to Braga (well, halfway at least) |
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Seen from behind
as he blesses his beer |
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Helen on the
Hotel Turismo balcony |
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The view across
the road |
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Helen models the
latest in NATA haute couture |
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In a rare break
from the rain, Helen makes sure she doesn't lose the moment |
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An art deco
McDonalds with gothic towers |
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A poster in a
Portuguese record shop |
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The fountains in
the main square |
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Ally and Sue near
the Cafe Vianna |
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Ally and Sue with
the really nice Policeman (who gave me his badge!) |
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The hospital in
Braga (where the nurses, below, work) |
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Braga's famous
city cathedral (not the Bom Jesus do Monte, which is about 4
miles out of the town) |
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And the old city
gate |
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The shrine next
to the hospital (A Gruta, the wee bar we were in before the game is
right opposite this) |
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The view from the
hotel at night, showing the floodlights of the stadium |
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The Vianna on the
Tuesday night |
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Rich, Paul and
David in the Vianna |
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Helen with big
Jim and Mac |
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David: the
thinker |
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Arty shot of the
interior sign |
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Lynne and George from Stonehaven |
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Helen and Lynne |
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Paul and Shambles
compare shirts... |
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... whilst Paul
and Ali compare badges |
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Paint-stripper,
from a Chinese restaurant, apparently |
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Diggie Don in the
Vianna |
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Campbell -
"on the fringe" |
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A
piper on the table, whilst someone dives for cover behind the natural camouflage |
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Meanwhile
inside and out of the Cafe the locals clamour for a view of the action |
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Despite the three
gorgeous nurses in the vicinity, Steff has his eye on something else |
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That's better |
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The NATA pennant
on the wall of the SC Braga club shop |
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Inside the Cafe
Sporting (Um Bom Cafe, apparently) |
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Adam, clutching
the mighty hammer of Super Bock, embraces a passing local |
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Drinking our only
taste of Sagres, sheltering from the rain |
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The last bar
before heading out into the storm |
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After the rains,
the stadium in the second half |
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Rich, with the
Klansmen in the background |
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David, looking
statuesque (well, statue-ish anyway) |
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We did better in
the second half, when we defending the deep end |
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The Portuguese
fans |
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The missing end |
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The happy barman
at the Hotel Turismo with his shiny new NATA pennant (thanks to Ally) |
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Helen and Suzanne
in the airport bar |
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Yan and Grant,
waiting for the flight |