Barringtons Golf and Spa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Fitness/Health center
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Alvor was a treat. Arriving at about lunchtime we went to look at the Aire which was huge open and pretty full. Parked up by the beach instead and had Lunch and LUDO had a run before deciding to go to a site. We stayed for two nights in the 'tranquil' part of the camp. We were in a verdant hollow surrounded by green with our own BBQ almond trees and beautiful birds. Weather was a bit drizzly but it ...
... of sigarettes. Or wine. I think that will make it my first birthday without wine and sigarettes in 40 years. Or even chocolate. That will probably make it my first birthday in 55 years without chocolate.
Just in case I paint too rosy a picture of this wonderful Silves I feel obliged to tell the bad things.
The dogs. So I told before about the lethargic town dogs who roam free but dont seem particularly skinny. They lie in packs on the pavements and ...
... that gave up their 14 room farm house and have lived in their van for 12 years. Well we happened to meet them by chance again here in Silves and have done a few things together. Went to a new years eve party, typically Portugese, we were the only foreigners. The food was terrible but all the wine free and the dancing great. Paul and Ian are very funny together and just feeds off each others irreverent humour. They ...
Hello again, After I published the first blog of today I noticed my heading was wrong. Sometimes the computer changes a word to what it thinks I meant and I neglected to proof read my entry. So the title has been changed to what it should have been in the first place! So only a couple of photos taken a couple of weeks ago and I just never included them before. So again, Happy New Year, Adventure ...
... my note ''she is like mi Madre'' he’d said. Manuella read Jose’s note and completely underwhelmed, showed it her son, ‘who is ee’ he asked looking at us suspiciously. Neither of them spoke very good English and unable to enlighten them we ordered the lamb. The lamb was flavourless; the vegetables over salted and the potatoes miserly, and Richard swore he’d heard a microwave pinging in the kitchen. The restaurant was empty too apart ...