Drove to 'the end of the world'! The most south-westerly tip of Portugal - and Europe. A bit like our Lands End, with coaches of tourists and vans selling souvenirs, but once you walked away from that, it was very atmospheric. People were quiet and pensive. The cliffs were 200 feet high, and locals had climbed half-way down, perched on ledges - fishing! Apparently, when storms come in, the waves come right over the cliffs!
The beaches here are amazing, and the place is full of hippy vans and surf dudes. :-) We met some retired Brits at a picnic spot at lunch time where we discussed feeling left out because we didn't have a surf board, a pony tail and several piercings!
Unfortunately, when we left the coast, the roads deteriorated, as we were avoiding the toll motorways. Though, on the plus side we saw extensive tracts of cork forests. It was fascinating seeing the bright orange trunks of the newly harvested trees. Portugal's equivilent of Andalucia's olive groves.
We ended up rolling up at Evora, nice town, shame about the camp site! Absolute rip-off at 22 euros! The good news was an internet room, but we were so late arriving, I didn't have much time to use it. :-(
No comments:
Post a Comment