A patchy morning of cloud with glimpses of sun was good enough for us to make the short drive over to the lighthouse and peninsula. It is such a gorgeous coastline - a bit like the twelve apostles on steroids, and the colour of the water is breathtakingly aqua.
There's a long trail that links all the beaches in the area, but it's an unfenced dirt track up high on sheer cliffs, so definitely not my thing, but we got close enough to get some lovely pics before the vertigo set in! I'm pretty sure several tourists must take a fall on that track each year... People are pretty committed to their selfies these days!
We had a coffee and snack and stopped in at a couple of more stunning beaches. The water was still so cool though that no one was in it, but the Brits were determined to lie on the beach that's for sure!
We dropped the car back home and walked into the old town for lunch, with Willow thankfully falling asleep at the right time. We went to a trendy modern Portuguese place called Casa do Prego and had tapas of prawns in piri piri and chorizo, and a sumptuous steak in green peppercorn sauce.
After a big morning, late lunch and lazy stroll back through the old town and its squares, it was time for some quiet time back at the apartment with just some cheap local takeaway for dinner as we were buggered and full!
The next morning, hallelujah there was not a cloud in the sky, and I could feel in my waters that it was going to be a glorious summer day. Of course it was our last full day in Portugal where I had envisioned us frolicking in the beaches and pools most days... But who are we to stop the biggest cold front in June in half a century?!
So being the glorious day it was, we couldn't have been luckier to get out on a little speed boat and cruise in and around the grottoes. Seriously stunning, the water was gorgeous (despite being freezing so no swimming!) and the cliffs and caves breathtaking.
Willow loved it too (after the first 10 mins or so wondering why she was wearing an orange puffy vest!).
After the boat trip we had a leisurely late lunch, back at the mussels place, as it was so good a couple of days earlier.
And then back to the hotel for a swim! Well Ryan and Willow and my legs were the only ones in the pool because it was still chilly, but hey, we can say we (almost) went swimming in Portugal!
Our last dinner in Lagos, and sadly Portugal, was back to the nearby local haunt for Ryan's favourite clams cataplana. He is obsessed with it. We thanked the waitress at the end saying he could eat it every day, and she said yes it's delicious, but not every day, but Ryan insisted, yes every day.
Then we went home for our last sleep in Portugal. I have really loved Lagos, and all of Portugal. I expected Portugal to be similar to Spain, which I have been to twice before. But it is totally different. The food, the culture, the language... It's all quite distinct and I loved it. Although I wasn't aware of the hills in Portugal. Goddam I won't miss them...
There's a long trail that links all the beaches in the area, but it's an unfenced dirt track up high on sheer cliffs, so definitely not my thing, but we got close enough to get some lovely pics before the vertigo set in! I'm pretty sure several tourists must take a fall on that track each year... People are pretty committed to their selfies these days!
We had a coffee and snack and stopped in at a couple of more stunning beaches. The water was still so cool though that no one was in it, but the Brits were determined to lie on the beach that's for sure!
We dropped the car back home and walked into the old town for lunch, with Willow thankfully falling asleep at the right time. We went to a trendy modern Portuguese place called Casa do Prego and had tapas of prawns in piri piri and chorizo, and a sumptuous steak in green peppercorn sauce.
After the boat trip we had a leisurely late lunch, back at the mussels place, as it was so good a couple of days earlier.
And then back to the hotel for a swim! Well Ryan and Willow and my legs were the only ones in the pool because it was still chilly, but hey, we can say we (almost) went swimming in Portugal!
Our last dinner in Lagos, and sadly Portugal, was back to the nearby local haunt for Ryan's favourite clams cataplana. He is obsessed with it. We thanked the waitress at the end saying he could eat it every day, and she said yes it's delicious, but not every day, but Ryan insisted, yes every day.
Then we went home for our last sleep in Portugal. I have really loved Lagos, and all of Portugal. I expected Portugal to be similar to Spain, which I have been to twice before. But it is totally different. The food, the culture, the language... It's all quite distinct and I loved it. Although I wasn't aware of the hills in Portugal. Goddam I won't miss them...
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