Peace in the valley

It's quiet here in the Douro Valley.  Peaceful. Calm. I'm fifty yards from the river... all I hear are a few cars on the other side of the river.  The vineyard workers are on the slopes... I'm sitting here enjoying a fab breakfast and a pot of hot coffee accompanied by a chalice of steamed milk.  I think when you die, you go to a place like this... just a way station with exceptional service, with hot coffee, steamed milk and some solitude.  
Here's a pic taken moments ago...

We got to sleep in today.  We leave at 09.45, headed to Porto.  Two nights there and it's a wrap.