For all of you who are wondering, we did, in fact, spend a lovely long weekend in Portugal's southernmost province, The Algarve. I know, I know, we spent a lot of time before we left hyping up this little vacation. We were rather excited for our first trip outside of England. So, yes, it is now February, and we are (finally!) reporting on a trip that we took at Thanksgiving. But, give us a break--we were back home over the holidays, busy visiting all of you lovely people!!! :)
So, Portugal: final word on it is if you ever get a chance, GO. The people there are as friendly as can be (and most of them speak English, and if you have a basic understanding of Spanish it'll be cake to get along), and it's absolutely staggeringly beautiful.
We took over 400 photos, which was miraculous because we had forgotten to pack the camera charger. We made it to the very last sunset, got one shot of it before the camera made a pathetic whirring sound and died. Otherwise, most of these photos speak for themselves but we'll give a little caption on each.
Above photo: This was our first night in Portugal. We had just checked into our hotel, a quaint little place off the beaten path called Montinho del Ouro (pronounced Mon-teen-yo del Or-o) (which means, we think, Mountains of Gold). The Portuguese language is absolutely beautiful--some of it sounds very similar to Spanish, but written it looks a bit different. Anyway, the town in the background is Luz, which was just five minutes from our hotel. There were a few other people walking along this beach just before sunset, including some fishermen who were bringing in their catch for the day. You can buy fresh fish, caught the day before, that are grilled in the markets, and supposedly they are delicious...
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