In Portugal, I felt like a “savage”
Finally, we moved south, towards our main goal – a house near Lagos, a town in the main resort region of the country – Alagarve. As soon as we left Peniche, the heat returned immediately. In general, almost the entire time we spent during the day, the temperature held 33-35 degrees without a hint of clouds. In the evening, a cool breeze blew from the ocean, which completely abolished the need for air conditioning.
To the south we drove along a toll-free, almost empty highway and were there already after 4.5 hours. Money for using the road was withdrawn automatically from us and recorded on the account of the company from which we rented a car, so we did not even have to stop. With the car company, we settled after.
Thanks to the navigator, we found our home without any problems. Since we rented housing through Airbnb, the hostess herself met us. After a half-hour excursion, we got the keys to a real house in the village with all amenities, a swimming pool, Wi-Fi, parking, a separate kitchen, a dog Rosita, a cat Bagira and a nameless horse on the horizon. Our beautiful southern life began.
“In Portugal, I felt like a“ savage ”- a free and relaxed person who has salt in his hair, a wind in his head, an ass in the sand, and a little sweet port in his blood”
Every day we choose which world-famous beach we will go today – Praia de Dona Ana, Praia Marina, Praia Camilo? Almost all the beaches on the coast have a blue flag (a sort of analogue of the Michelin star, only for beaches). Thanks to the fact that we were by car, we were able to visit almost every one of them. And always the beaches turned out even better than in Google Images – beautiful, clean, with warm water and gentle waves. But in the end, we gave our hearts to a quiet and inconspicuous nudist beach in the neighborhood of Praia Camilo – a small lagoon with warm clear water, hot sand and peaceful few neighbors, a paradise for the tormented by the crowd of citizens. There we spent the whole three days.
By the way, everyone who travels to Portugal usually cares about one question: is there cold water? I answer: on the west coast – yes, in the south – no, it is warm and beautiful there.
From time to time, we understood that we were not sitting still, and set off to explore the surroundings. So, once we got to the southwestern beaches and the town of Sagres with its most famous sailors’ school in the world, founded in the 15th century. Great geographical discoveries began here. I think for kite lovers this is the perfect place.
I would like to write the word “ideal” in every sentence of this text. So, as in Portugal, I did not rest long – beautiful, warm, tasty and happy.
In the Soviet Union there was a stamp describing people who do not rest on a tour, but on their own – “savages.” So, in Portugal I felt like a “savage” – a free and relaxed person who has salt in his hair, wind in his head, ass in the sand, and a little sweet port in his blood.
Leaving Lisbon, we did not go south immediately. At first, we really wanted to visit the famous Berlengash island, which is located near the fishing town of Peniche. You need to get to it by boat on the open ocean – and this in itself is a separate attraction.
Life hack: grab a pill from motion sickness, a bag for people with a weak vestibular apparatus is given out on the spot.
€ 40 for two in 40 minutes of a merry trip, and you are already in a paradise – lagoons and a fort as from a picture. We walked on the island, lay on the beach, and my brave companion even swam (I patiently waited for the southern beaches – after all, the water on the west coast of Portugal turned out to be too cold for me). Having overcome the next mountains, we went to a local fort for beer and views.