Redondo

One of the advantages of being away from Montemor/Escoural was I could take some of the photos of old men sitting around talking about how the world used to be in the square - Ive being dying to take pics like these since I got here. And even here I wasnt brave enough to get too close.
If you want to look like a local you have to dress like a local. Flat caps essential. And a bargain at 6 euros!
I can tell what you're thinking. Its the middle of the week so why the hell is Bill wandering off playing tourist when he should be at work. Theres no mines in these pictures, no rocks.

Simple. This week was the deadline for lodging your tax return. Since I didnt have the codes to do it online I had to lodge it at the local tax office. Except that everyone else was doing it too - at the office inMontemor the queue was already out the door and down the stairs. Mailing it isnt an option apparently. Rather than stand for 2 hours we drove to Redondo (90kms east of Montemor, past Evora), put the return in in 10 minutes, had lunch and drove back. Easy.
Welcome to bureaucracy. To pay my water bills I had to visit 4 counters 5 times.