May 3rd is a lovely spring day. The sun shines through broken clouds, there is a warm breeze out of the south, and the temperature hits 72F by afternoon. It is hard to believe that you were slogging through snow just a few days ago.
You make excellent time today, despite the fact that the elves in the party want to go off frolicking in the woods. About an hour before you stop for the night you pass a battered wooden sign, which reads -
'WELCOME TO IMPERIAL PORTUGUAL'