Pousada de Tavira Historic Hotel
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... seem to speak some English, but they are delighted when do don't have to - RESPECT! Yay Kate! Very warm welcomes and huge smiles seem to be the default attitude here. Although it's hot - about 30 degrees each day we were here - the city has thousands of trees and gorgeous shady squares where the temperature drops by 10 degrees and a refreshing breeze cools the happy flaneur at every turn ....oh joy and rapture ...
... clamming thing a go. After an hour we found around 20 and one razor clam. Taking them back to the boat we put them in salt water for them to purge themselves.
In the evening we ate their cousins we'd bought the day before - they were just delicious!
Wednesday 13 May 2015
Mid morning we moved the boat yet again and anchored not far from the main entrance. We
toyed with the idea of leaving via the east entrance but because it wasn't buoyed and ...
... steps to the old castle perched at the top of the town.
As we left town we drove down to the sea to take a look at the production of Fleur de Sel in Tavira. This expensive gourmet salt typically comes from France or Portugal, and represents the 'flower' or salt crystals that float on top of the salt pans, rather than traditional salt which is what is left when the sea water evaporates. Of course I bought some!
... look for 'Flor De Sal' The local industry of producing sea salt from the salt pans that encircle the castle and village. Flor de Sal (or the Salt Flower) is the cream of the crop - almost literally! At the local factory we are educated in the process of salt farming. The coarse sea salt they produce which is widely sought for cooking is harvested from the bottom of the salt fields 3 times a season (July to September), raked into piles at the side of each pan ...
... up on the weather and left). We make it as far a Faro (about 15 miles), when Kathleen decides she has had enough. I must admit, it is very windy, I do not think I have been on a motorcycle in such high winds. We turn around and return to Quateira.
Something tells me the scooter is not going to be a success.
Once back, we get into conversation ...