Day Two - Belem. Home of the Belem pastries and the Mosteiro dos Jeronimos, a monestary fit for royalty. The story is that the clergy from the monastery started selling the pastries when the monastery closed in the 1830s. The waterfront surrounding the city was filled with racing sailors and the Torre de Belem, a fortress for protection. Belem sits where the Targus meets the Atlantic. There was also the Padrao dos Descobrimentos, an impressive statue shaped as a boat and surround by carved crusaders looking out towards the sea ahead.  And, yes, the creamy filling in the famous custard cream tarts was the best I have ever tasted.