While we were at the Motorhome park we made good use of the wifi. It was lightning fast, which was just super.
We did our stuff at the service point this morning. It was also super and clean …
Elaine took a stork shot while I was filling the van with water. He was way off in the distance ..
You had to hold your hand on the tap in the service area - it was a very slow filler …
The site manager was a nice Dutchman . He and Elaine got talking and it turned out he was ‘a healer’ – or so El tells me – and they had a lot to talk about in a short time! So, I left them to have a quick woo woo session and I sat in the van for my last, fast internet fix before we left …
So, it was bye bye Silves, which was a really nice place, with no crappy Irish pubs and pissed up poms wearing football shirts. Not that there is anything wrong with wearing a football shirt if you are watching your team play at a game of on the TV in a bar, but to have it as your main holiday dress code I find a bit strange. I will wear my Aussie shirt when Spain play Australia in the world cup in a couple of weeks, that could be fun!
We motored off to the Portuguese coast once again and once again there was no traffic.
We turned off to Faro, with Espanha (Spain) straight ahead. We will hit the Spanish border tomorrow …
First stop was Fuzeta, and for the first time we spotted signs saying ‘No Autocaravanas’ (Motorhomes) along the sea front.
We parked up anyway but decided to go for a look around then move on to a motorhome-friendly place later in the arvo.
Not a bad little place, with mostly Portuguese tourists, but like everywhere else it was very quiet.
They had a great outdoor gym. We have seen a lot of these in little towns and villages - they are great, everything works and nothing has been vandalised.
We had a mini workout … we don’t want to lose too much weight!
Push you fat bastard!
We particularly liked these, they were bicycle pedals at the foot of normal park benches, so you could sit, have a chat and peddle away.
I was trying to work up a sweat so I would appreciate a beer even more …
We left Fuzeta and drove 20 mins up the coast to Santa Luzia. It is a lovely little fishing village with very narrow streets that we drove down … thank you Madam Tom Tom!!
Check out the mirror, a fag paper each side….plenty of room!
We soon found a gaggle of motorhomes parked up on some waste ground on the ocean front - great spot right on the front …
We went for a walk along the packed prom!
Check out the roof of these houses…..
Neat eh?
We had a drink at one of the bars along the front. We were the only English speakers – it’s quite strange when they are all jabbering away and you can’t understand a thing – we have decided it is like being deaf.
Elaine said there is a crossing in London just like this where some famous band walked across it for a equally famous album cover.
A colourful little fishing boat …
Whilst in the bar Elaine was playing with the camera taking arty shots …
Spot the blackhead!
The tide was out. It reminded us of the Norfolk coast except it wasn't foggy, raining, blowing a gale and freezing cold! Apart from that it was very similar …
We like Santa Luzia, it’s lovely.
This old boy was doing a nice timber repair job on his wooden boat …
A very famous family live here…..
We knocked on the door to check him out but some woman with curlers in her hair answered the door and said….”He’s not the Messiah, he is just a very naughty boy”!
With that we took our leave and went looking for an Albatross sandwich.
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Location today was:
Santa Luzia Aire - it is really a bit of waste ground next to some apartments, but there is a water tap there. The coordinates we had were 37.10111, -7.66167 but they seemed to take you to the middle of town. You will see the waste ground when you go into Santa Luzia (where the smiley is on the pic below) - probably with motorhomes already parked up on it! Lovely spot - and free !
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