The River Douro flowed endlessly, the proof of a mighty force. Although the valley’s main attraction were its wineries, the scenic beauty of the river could never stop tourists, always ready for the cruise.
Years later on another planet…
You could hear the crunch of soil, mingled with the chirping of birds and flow of water as you walked around.
“Visitors are requested to look to their left,” said the automatic announcement; “These are actual shells from the banks of the Douro located in a country know as Portugal. Some of the specimens here are as old as 1996!”
Today Pegman is visiting the Douro Valley in Portugal. Join us for a trip there and then (maybe) for another one at the Earth Museum.
The photo prompts have been given by Sandra Crook at the Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The word prompt (Crunch) has been given by Six Sentence Stories at Girlie On The Edge hosted by Denise Farley.
Bernadette Braganza 
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