
Hence the final destination was Braga, pointed to arrival for lunch.
The N 103 - making small deviations by N 312 - scoured villages that, one day, people live; today only the loneliness lives. Villages lost in the middle of the mountains, where people fled to the city, losing there.
Vieira do Minho until the route was drawn by a deep and Portugal desert, where no one is interested in showing and analyzing.
By contrast, Caniçada dam. One of the doors to the Gerês and some try - with an atrocious nouveau-riche - become a sort of Lake Como from Alto Minho.
Fortunately the landscape overrides all this and you can find nature at its purest state.
Down to Amares and then heading to Braga, quickly, because cod and Alvarinho expected in S.Frutuoso.
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