“Vila de Frades já não tem abades
Mas tem adegas que são catedrais
Os seus palhetos são brilharetes
São de beber e chorar por mais


Wine, wine and more wine… “Drink that so I can fill your cup!”, and so I did, and then the mist began, the scenery changed, mutated to a long hall full of abbots chanting a never ending chant…

I don’t really know in which realm I was… I might have met Dionysus on the way, not sure…