On Saturday morning we took the bus into the next town, Alvor, which is supposed to be one of the most famous fishing villages in the Algarve. It was about a 20 minute ride. First stop was for coffee at a little side walk cafe.
The town had narrow cobblestoned streets. There was not much foot traffic once you got off the main drag. We did a lot of walking, climb up and then go down.
The waterfront was absolutely lovely.
Along the waterfront there was a hike overlooking the marshlands of Ria de Alvor Nature Reserve. We did most of it, saw lots of little birds.
Those guys had buckets and shovels….maybe mussel digging??
Part of the walk was along the ocean.
And then we had to visit the church on the top of the highest hill.
Not sure how old the church is, but the plaque is commemorating 500 years.
We also found a cork shop and learned lots of interesting information about cork trees in Portugal, one being the tree is not destroyed when the cork is gathered. After treatment it becomes almost like leather.
Didn’t buy anything yet, the shop closed at three and I needed more time to make a decision, so much to choose from and we have such limited luggage space.
We finished our day with a marvellous meal at a fish restaurant on the beach.
This plaque caught my eye, and Daryls too, gave us quite a chuckle. Anyone who knows me will know this first sentence is so me.
Time for a couple of down days before we hit the road again.
Cheers
Ruth
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