Hotel Sao Joao de Deus
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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Sao Joao de Deus Elvas
A wonderful experience. The hotel was beautiful, the bedroom and bath were very spacious. The surrounding courtyard was green and lush with beautiful trees and flowers. The service was excellent. The fortress and hotel were a great find.
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Contis-Plage to Elvas May 16 to May 22 After three nights stay on the beach in Contis-Plage we were ready to head out on a new adventure. We followed the Coastal Highway south into Spain. Since there are no borders the only way we could tell that we had crossed into Spain was that the signage was now in Spanish. We stopped in a small town called …
... one of the best traditional meals we tasted too; fall-off-the-bone-tender pig cheek. It was the menu of the day and we were not expecting a lot for €7.50. But were pleasantly surprised when it included bread and appetizers, a jug of fresh local white wine, a hearty soup, a salad and the meaty left jaw of pig, and dessert and coffee. They eat a lot of meat in this part of Portugal, not something I crave when it is so hot ...
... Spain) and the Battle of Albuhera in 1811
We walked in to town and had a good look at the Aqueduto da Amoreira, which has 5 tiers of arches, built between 1498 and 1622. We then walked through one of the fort gates and up into the town. ...
Although we were retracing our steps today, the back to front journey seemed different and quicker!
We stopped for lunch in the MH Aire at Zafra, with a French MH for company and then went across country to Badajoz, right on the Spanish/ Portugese border.
We proceeded into Portugal and remembered to put our watches BACK an hour, so we were the same time as at home. We used the Pay motorway, ...
... with pretty, azure tailed magpies flitting about and cuckoos, cuckooing in the woods. Attempting to cycle into the town centre, we went miles out of our way and got chased down a country lane by four very unfriendly mutts that snapped at our heels as we cycled for our lives, not a very good start. Still hopelessly lost, we flagged down a little, old man, poodling along on his ancient scooter, who greeted us like two long lost friends, and chatting away he pointed ...