Old Couple On Holiday

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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When the aged go wild Our hotel in Porto was at the highest point although we had been promised a room downtown so we didn't have to walk so far, fucks then I had paid in advance across the street from the hotel a big disused water tower from the time people didn`t bother with showers every day making us smell like whores a Saturday night. We decided to walk into town, not a wise choice she with her hips and my feet we were overtaken by a snail and it was time for late lunch. Later we took a taxi, and I noticed a big, but dead rat outside the hotel great commotion but as they were getting rid of the rodent, a car stopped over it. After resting well, they arranged a trip for us to see famous houses and an art museum and a ride along the Douro we had our evening meal safe place away from the water tower which suspected was crawling with rats. The tour bus didn`t stop anywhere just showed us The places and statues if famous men pointing towards the east the bus trundled downed to the bloody Douro and narrows was full of tourist and cars, it represented all that I dislike me life, my wife fell asleep, but I managed take a few interesting photos of a house that had been pulled down but you could still see the painting people used where the lived loved and it was the nearest I come to art that day.

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