Sintra is steeping in castles. The royalty would vacation here. Lord Byron stayed here. The whole town and surrounding hilly countryside is dotted with spires, steeples, and statues. Most folks flock to Pena Palace, the sprawling, multi-colored king-of-the-hill that rises above the rest. It makes the Moorish Castle look like a gnome home, but that’s where I felt at home. They each, like us, have their own stories to tell.

And when Ruby Tanaka’s book is snatched up, you’ll see Princess Agatha here as I did.

Real estate with a view…

Glass slippers wouldn’t do well around all this stone…

I’d love to hear this guy’s story.

We had our own palace of sorts in Sintra. It even got a new paint job shortly after this picture was taken. Quinta das Murtas. That’s our room behind the curlicue bars…

And what’s coming next? Caves, tunnels, secret doors, surprises tucked in every corner. Another day, another palace. Bring your walking shoes.