Bem-vindo a Portugal!

As my dear brother said so fittingly: HOLY WOW

We finally get to add a new country category again! It's been a while that we've gone to a place we've never been to before. Shameful, really.

Let's start at the beginning: Faro. We arrived on a Sunday morning so the town was pretty much dead and asleep but luckily our AirBnB host who picked us up at the bus station told us about a farmer's market. So we headed there to buy some provisions which all turned out to be excellent.

Faro at sunset. Small and pretty but quite boring.
Our first Portuguese encounters didn't go well, couldn't understand a blind thing any of the farmers were saying... But not much conversation needed when you're buying eggs and veggies.

The rest of the city was empty, like this:

Hello? Anybody home??
Faro street art.
Sunset makes everything look beautiful.

The next day we took a trip over to the Ilha Deserta, the desert island. It's a nature reserve with a restaurant on it and lots of space to walk on the beaches. Absolutely gorgeous. We ate delicious clams and when I asked the waiter where they were from he just pointed to the water outside. Talk about eating locally.

SmallPaw enjoyed this a lot more than the picture might lead you to believe...
FLAMINGO!
The name is well-deserved: Ilha Deserta.
There were thousands of shells on this beach, I've never seen anything like it.
The southern most point of Portugal.

Then we picked up a rental car and slowly made our way along the southern coast towards Sagres on the western-most tip of the country. (And by slowly I mean we stopped several times, checked out the beaches and had lunch. We still arrived in Sagres in the afternoon. It's not a very big country...)

We stopped by praia Marinha, the prettiest beach according to TripAdvisor.

VW was filming something on the top of these rocks. No wonder, with these views!
Pity the water will freeze your butt off...

And then we reached nirvana - the Martinhal resort. It's completely geared towards families but there's nothing cutesy or saccharin about the place. It's a gorgeous hotel with great food that just happens to have a lot of entertainment and facilities for kids. SmallPaw even spent some hours at the kids' club every day; we hardly knew what to do with all that free time.

The view from our room. Not too shabby...
During every meal the kids could play in another part of the room with one of the animators. Parents ate in peace, kids played. Everyone loved it.
Sunset in front of the hotel.
Trying his hand at wind surfing. Not half bad but kite surfing is better apparently.
Meanwhile I got myself a hot date in a beach basket.

Alas, all good things must end and so we moved on from Sagres to Odiceixe beach, a small village that's probably quite bustling in the summer but now in early spring was completely dead. It didn't help that it was cold and grey outside. But a walk by the beach was still lovely.

At least we had the whole place to ourselves.
"Can we go inside now?"

Next day the sun came out and made everything look bright again.

Lunch at another beach down the road resulted in high-spirits. Literally.
Some bizarre form of sand hockey invented by SmallPaw.

Now we're in Lisbon for a week; gorgeous town with lots of hills and sardines. But more about that later.