Unending lace to the rose dome.
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Because the day-trip coaches devour Pena and Regaleira and miss it — leaving it to overnighters and seekers of shoulderless Sintra: first-order beauty at a quarter crowd. Staying a Sintra night, give it your second morning and the title explains itself.
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Monserrate is Sintra's connoisseurs' jewel: an English-Mughal-Arab palace built by the millionaire Francis Cook (1858) as a summer seat — a rose dome, mashrabiya screens and stucco lace that startle the Eastern visitor with familiarity: Granada-like galleries, Indian arches, endless carved ceilings — Portugal's finest architectural orientalism. Its gardens are climatic English gardening's summit: Sintra's humid air allowed the continents gathered — a valley of Australian tree ferns, a Mexican cactus garden, roses, palms and Portugal's oldest lawn before the front — thirty hectares walked as valleys. Its costliest secret is quiet: kilometres from town (bus 435 or car) leave its beauty at a quarter of its neighbours' crowds — the second day's refuge, or the clever single day's noblest crowd-escape.
Unending lace to the rose dome.
Tree-fern Australia in Sintra's heart.
Estrada de Monserrate, 2710-405 Sintra