Facing the geometric landscape ahead , flanking the running waters , half hidden among the shapely bushes you can see the old tennis court, where is the best tea house of the unbeaten city. The pies are to die for and cry for more and the scones are simply divine , be prepared for the cold , because the room is small and you will want to face the mild temperatures, because of the surrounding environment , is a festival of colors and odors of roses that will not be easily forget . After this well deserved rest of the soul and to appease the most gluttonous appetite is time to continue our tour by 18 acres of countryside . It is true . Serralves is thus extended . Following the different paths we faced various inmates nooks, some more romantic , referring to the selfish world of young lovers , just be aware and we can almost hear the sighs of happiness and laughter of shared complicity . Even at the end , there is a wide field where every year thousands of people occur to the closure of 48 hours Serralves celebrations, with music and fire firework . On the way up , a sudden shift to the new exhibition pavilion envisioned by architect Siza Vieira . It is a building that reflects his style of seeing the world , whose interior highlights the works that are being exposed and no matter what you watch , every room is a discovery among the white corridors with unusual angles. Unfortunately my trip ends here . But tomorrow is another day .