Pousada de Faro Palace Hotel
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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... outfit, out the front door every day where he stays on the doorstep, and I mean stays on the doorstep. Problem is the doorstep is on the pavement, which is as wide as a loaf of bread and on a busy road. I have never seen the door open. So one has the feeling that their lives might not be very long but at least it is free.
The bad part is that the whole place is full of dog **** which slowly washes into the cobble streets. One has the feeling the whole ...
... buildings just begging to be renovated that we can fantasize about. Also n heated municipal swimming pool and sauna, loads of walks and cycle tracks. And all for €6 a day. No wonder people choose to travel for months on end although we still can't quite get our heads around the whole motorhoming culture.
So after all the stress we feel that we just want to stay put and relax. Went running this ...
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 ...
... for nearly 80% of the Portuguese clam exports.
Later as the fishermen returned to their huts with their catch, we ventured into their cafe which lurking behind a tatty, beaded curtain, looked like a no go gambling den in south East Asia. And as curious eyes in nut brown faces turned to watch, we committed the sin of ordering chunky, pork soup (not keen on fish soup), and full of vegetables, beans and chorizo it was superb and ridiculously cheap. The ...
... final seafood feast to concern over whether or not we would be able to find anything at all to eat at that hour. I hurriedly woke up Ally to regretfully inform her of our faux pas, and we clambered out of bed to hunt down whatever food was still graciously being served. As is often the case at that time of night, pizza was the only option. It wasn't exactly the final meal that we had in mind, but sharing a midnight pizza on our balcony overlooking the Atlantic while ...