We drove south along the coast down to Lagos in the Algarve.
The coast along the Algarve is a bit 12 apostles-like.
Normally the sea is calm and there are boat trips through the grottoes. Not today... as boats and I generally do not go well together, the boat trip was swapped for a walk.
From Algarve we drove north up through the Portuguese countryside. Eucalyptus trees were introduced originally by the pulp plantations but now are taking over and are considered a pest. With the temperature above thirty and the sweet smell of eucalyptus in the air, Rikke and I just felt homesick. :-)
A Portuguese ute.
The small towns were an Iberian archetype. Looks like everyone here has gone home for a kip...
Stork nests are everywhere and they have rows of these specially made stands for them. The birds look great as they wheel around gliding high over the countryside.
The town of Evora has historical buildings dating as far back as Roman BC.
Rikke took these lovely photos as I was not able to leave the hotel room :-(
Ironic considering I dragged Rikke away from the beach and drove 3 hours to get here...
Note the great boganvillia on the fence. Another source of tear-jerking Brisbane-home sickness around every corner.
I am committed to coming back and buying a Beetle. We saw so many in good condition. A one-way ticket and a Beetle tour home. What a trip!
What a great tour to Portugal. We had an awesome time and will definitely be back. If the strong draw card of our local connections was not enough we just can't get enough of sun, sand and eucalyptus.
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