A common fear when travelling on buses in a foreign land is that it will pass through the town you want to visit, and you will remain completely oblivious to the fact until you wind up in the middle of nowhere! It is for this reason that, on the bus to Domingos Martins, we sat looking wide-eyed out of the bus window for about 20 minutes before we were due to land. When someone who looked like a local person pulled the cord in the middle of a nice village, we decided we had arrived and hopped off. Lady Luck must have thought she owed us one from yesterday, as directly in front of us, we found the Culture House - which doubled as the tourist office. Armed with a list of hotels and pamphlets for
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