Sagres Hotels - Reviews and Rates

When we woke up the next morning, the campground looked like Jonestown. So without much ado, we got up and high tailed it out of there and made a beeline for Sagres. Sagres is the end of the line. It is the southwest tip of Europe, a little finger that juts into the Atlantic pointing toward Brazil. When we got there, we quickly discovered what m...

Great camping a secret surf spot, so becuase it's secret I can't write much

Oh, this morning was wonderful! I woke without the aid of an alarm or harsh light, had time to take a long bath and shave my legs, and made it downstairs in time for breakfast. My taste buds delighted in the sweetness of pineapple, pears, peaches and oranges, and then savored the flavor of crisp bacon and sautéed tomato. To finish off my fabulou...

When meeting all these life long married couples, we have to ask them how it is to be with someone for that long. After all, my generation doesn't exactly show as good statistics for marriages than we do for divorces. One of the women at our breakfast table told us she had never had her heart broken. She had broken someones heart, but never her ...

As Portugal is quite a small country compared to Spain, we reached Sagres on the south coast by that evening. It is a tiny town, even smaller than Viana Do Castelo. We had another amazing fish dinner, and the waiter was so friendly, telling us jokes. In the morning we walked along a huge breakwall for a great view of the town and coast. Then we ...