To be honest, having spent the past few days on the south western coast where everything was so beautiful, I really didn’t expect much from Lagos. I had heard that it was a bit of a party town and that this part of the Algarve is incredibly touristy (the most popular tourist destination in Portugal, and high on the list for Europe overall). So, I thought it was probably going to be somewhat overrated and overdeveloped. Well, I was wrong.. Continue reading Lagos
Heading out from Lisbon we were going to make our way down the south-west coast. We made our way through lush green countryside and cork tree plantations. Apparently cork farms have traditionally been passed down from one generation to another, with the trees being stripped every 9 years, but taking 40 to become commercially viable. The trees can live up to 500 years. Continue reading Spectacular coastlines and cute villages – the south west coast
Lisbon was the next stop, where we did a LOT of eating. The bakeries were loaded with amazing pastries and local specialities. The coconut buns were incredible, and needless to say, the Pastel de Nata’s (Portuguese tarts) delicious. Continue reading Lisbon
Heading out from Porto, we made our way to Aveiro, a small old fishing village known as the ‘Portuguese Venice’ thanks to its canals. The drive proved interesting, as we quickly learnt that whilst avoiding toll roads was good on the budget, it did mean encountering some pretty windy narrow roads, a large volume of crazy Portuguese drivers (apparently excessive speeding, tail gating and dangerous overtaking is the norm) and prostitutes.. Prostitutes everywhere. Continue reading Fishing villages, big waves and man-sickness
As we made our way across the border from Spain to Portugal I was excited to venture into another country. We had been in Spain the longest of any country in the past few months (not that I don’t love Spain, because I do).
Oviedo was our next stop as we were gradually making our way towards Portugal. The capital of Spanish cider, Oviedo features a street of sidrerias (cider houses) where you will be served a local cider in the traditional way. The waiter holds the bottle of cider over their head and pours the cider into a glass held below. Cider spills everywhere, but at the same time is oxygenated. So you drink your small glass quickly and wait for it to happen again. It was rather entertaining. Continue reading Cider country!
Reluctantly leaving our accommodation at the cave house in Gomezan, we made our way to Oviedo. But not without a visit to Lagos de Covadonga (Lakes of Covadonga). This place was incredible.. just incredible. And while Ian just about shat himself driving up the (very) winding and (very) narrow road perched on the edge of cliffs, I found it quite exhilarating. Continue reading Lakes of Covadonga