Portugal
Travel Blogs from Portugal
Camino de Santiago, Day 1
... would show us the way to the border. We had walked a few of these streets before, so it was good to go back again. Portugal always amazes me, the old buildings, use to have so much glory, but now some are rotting, and the churches are awesome with their ...
Camino de Santiago, Day 2
Camino de Portuguese, Day 2 - GPS Link In the morning, as we packed, we looked outside and the weather once again was doing funny things. The sun was out but you could see rain in the distance, so we packed as fast as we could, but were the last to leave ...
Camino de Santiago, Day 3
... up in their best, and every now and then, we see a priest with some others, they wish us Bom Camino, as you do in Portugal, and they ask us to kiss Jesus Christ. I do this even though it feels weird because I am half Jewish, half Catholic, but follow no ...
The Big Cock of Portugal
... blog, and as I had a free weekend coming up, I gave her a list of places that we could visit, tickets were booked, and Portugal was our destination. Day 1, Porto - GPS Link Having been to Porto a few times, Ilona was quite happy for me to take control. I ...
Madeira, Day 3
Now after yesterdays walk, my legs were fucked and the only thing that we could do was walk out the pain, and as this island is covered in levadas, we decided to walk one, but before I tell you about it, basically a Nevada is a water canal which ...
Sintra
... us to the Pena Palace, five minutes further up the mountain. This amazing place, described as the finest example of Romantic architecture in Portugal (and who am I to argue) started life as a monastery but took its current form in the 19th century. It's a ...
Lagos to Porto
We woke up to the most glorious day. With visions of spending the day lying on a beach not being fulfilled we headed for the bus station. It was an eight hour trip to Porto including a one hour stop in Lisbon waiting for our connection. We made our way ...
Nearly Nine
... all these walled cities, and the only response from Lucy was, I don't remember seeing any of these, in fact, all I remember of Portugal was getting blind on Canadian Club !!! Oh I remember that one as well, when she suffered the next day. An elephant ...
Madeira, Day 4
... a while driving around in circles, we found our place, grabbed two rooms and hit the streets. It was once again, just like Portugal. For the capital of the island, it was pretty small, and like all good European cities, expensive, well for Portuguese ...
Fala Inglez?
Ahhh, Lisbon. We arrived with no guide book and nowhere to stay as night was falling and speaking no Portuguese. There were tears, there were scenes, there was a moment when we thought we would have to sleep in the park with the homeless people ... but ...
Port
... fifteen minutes !!! Ribeira Not often does RyanAir land at a proper international airport, and thankfully for Euro 2004, Portugal rebuilt the airport and laid a metro system down. It was cheap as well. In we went, grabbed our hotel and ...
The Little Proprietor
... a much longer route but one which passes through the National Park, giving us the opportunity to take in more of Portugal's coastal countryside. Passing through the town of Cercal we eventually reached Sines, a huge working port which occupies the ...
Floresta National Park & Alter do Chao - Day 79
Woke up this morning to the sound of a cockerel making a lot of noise. Sleep pretty well apart from the early wake-up call and surprisingly I haven't got one mosquito bite! I'm sleeping in an open hut in the Amazon with no mosquito net and I have no ...
Just a Sniff of Lisbon
Lisbon is a nice city, I think. The areas of Alfama and Baixa are filled with cobble roadways where tiny trams make their way up and down hills and around tight street corners. There are castles and churches and cafes; not to mention beautiful views of ...
Crying over spilt blood in Lisbon
The nearest campground to Lisbon is a forty five-minute train ride away, plus a bus ride to the station. It was either free camp or use the campground. Melanie was not as hard as Lucy and myself. Bit mad really, as it is far cheaper to free camp. We ...
Bones, beers and concrete
... hit the road again. We made our way to Lagos, this was meant to be or used to be a sleepy village on the corner of Portugal. We drove up to the campground, got a space and realised that the ground here was indeed harder than concrete, so Melanie would be ...
Belem
I woke up to another fine day in Lisbon with no suitcase. I looked at my phone to find that it had run out of battery overnight. 'Oh no' I thought. The airport people have probably been trying desperately to reach me to explain why the suitcase never ...
Lolling around Lagos
... been eyeing up so we indulged. By now I was figuring we could put the finishing touch on our guide to the Indian restaurants of Portugal. Well, it was our third meal now. The Shalimar on Rua Candido Dos Reis was a good choice. With our bellies full, we ...
Madeira Day 2
During the previous evening, Ilona looked at me and said, I know you walk alot, but come on, lets see how good you are because tomorrow, straight after breakfast, we are walking up to the highest peak, over to the third highest and back again. Honestly, ...
Queria muito sangria, por favor.
And oh, what a good decision that turned out to be. Ahhh, beautiful Lagos. We got the bus there (much quicker bus ride) and found a completely fantastic pensione and met up with five Australian girls from the hostel in Faro. After extensive ...
Wine to put Bacchus to shame
... Upstairs a terrace with more azulejos showed scenes from the collection of the grape harvest so popular in these parts of Portugal. Other pagan images included Bacchus riding on a sea monster escorted by small cherubs. We ...
Lagos - a greek island in portugal?
Before we arrived in Lago's we had this enchanting bus ride all the way there. Portugal has these pretty little villages all througout out these mountains and occassionally you see this very old bunch of buildings all wrecked and I couldnt help but ...
Walking around Lisbon
When I woke up this first thing I did was check my phone to see f the baggage people had been trying to ring me. No such luck. I put back on the underwear that I had carefully hand washed the previous evening, despite being not quite dry and redressed in ...
Sleepy Little Ponta Delgada
We arrived in the Azores sometime in the early morning. When we got off the Solstice at around 8:00 a.m. Ponta Delgada, the capital of the Azores, on the island of Sao Miguel was like a ghost town. By nine a restaurant beside the cathedral opened ...
loving it in lisboa
... empire into south america and asia... - huge cathedral....huge!!! - pastisse al nata; very special custard tarts, are available all over portugal, the best ones are in Belem, they simpy on of the best things we have ever eaten!!! - nice family feel, ...
Addicted to Port
Porto is a city that flourished with its port wine trade since the 17th century. And that being the century of Baroque art, it's no surprise the city's main splendour lies in Baroque architecture. We see this in the dramatic curves of the facades and ...
Northern portugal a spectacular train ride ...
... the summer residence of the Kings of Portugal and is green, lush and mountaineous. The Pena Palace was the highlight of Portugal for Tonya. The multicoloured towers and domes reminded Paul of Disney World. Inside was a completely wacko collection of ...
Accommodation Anarchy - Part 2
... again, tomato still present in my ears and other places not to mention!! This time to Seville for a night and then onto Lisbon, Portugal. At this stage I am not really sure why we agreed to fly into Barcelona and then out of Lisbon. Sounded like a ...
Lisbon - argggh
(C) Let's see - we did finally make it to Lisbon, right? I spent roughly the last 12 hours battling the absinthe fairy and wishing I was dead. This wish my dear partner Sara tried to accommodate by offering to kill me several ...
Back in Time
... much longer again to reach the Portugese border, which basically consisted of a huge bridge spanning the inlet between Spain and Portugal. No officials, no passports, absolute doddle - a bit different to the old days.. We stopped briefly in Tavira. ...
