We initially follow the crowd headed downhill towards the center and the river, but diverge off their path when we see some interesting buildings.
After lunch we meander through the streets taking our time. We stumble upon Jardim da Alagoa, a small park where people relax and enjoy the sun. At the top of the triangular park is another church, Igreja da Nossa Senhora da Ajuda our de São Paulo. I check it out while William enjoys the park.
Once again we have to transfer trains in Faro. This time it creates uneasiness. We are supposed to catch the 5 pm train. We show one of the railroad employees our tickets and say "Albufeira" and he points us to a close by track. The platform begins to fill with people and we notice another train pull in and park three tracks away. It's now past 5 pm. An announcement is made in Portuguese over the crackling speakers. More people arrive on our platform while a few people make their way across the tracks to the other train. William encourages me to find the railroad employee again. This time he looks at me, says "Albufeira?" and when I nod yes he points me with an urgent gesture to the train three tracks away. We scramble over to the other train, sit down and are not assured when our fellow passengers can only tell us the train is to Lagos.
I'm worried. William is calm. His strategy is that if the train doesn't take us to Albufeira the worst case is we get a hotel room in Lagos for the night. A train pulls into the platform where we had been standing. It takes 10-15 minutes to load the train. When it starts to pull away in the direction of Albuferia. I breath one sigh of relief. Around 5:30 pm our train begins it's journey. After 10 minutes I am able to use offline Google maps to follow our train track and can see that it passes through Albufeira-Ferreira. I breath my second sigh of relief, sit back, and relax. Ah, the adventure of travel. :-)