A short walk brought us to the sacred site of Cromeleques de los Almendres. For more than 7,000 years, these megalith monuments have stood in a circle. In the drizzle, with hardly a soul in sight, it was easy to muse about what might have taken place in 4000 or 5000 B.C. What kind of rituals took place here? Who came? Did they observe the constellations in the night sky?
Back to the car for the rest of the trip to Cape St. Vincent—the western most tip of Portugal. We were here to see a dramatic sunset on the coastline of Portugal. It was an easy 3-hour drive along a well-maintained highway (A6) with many tolls (best get the pass that pays for the tolls with the car) and many, many roundabouts. Our fellow Portuguese drivers liked to tailgate and they rarely use their horns.
We arrived at Cape St Vincent—the most southwestern end of the European continent with the Atlantic Ocean crashing against the rocky cliffs and seemingly stretching to the ends of the earth.
The dusk sky was breathtaking in its glory of pinks and amber hues. We climbed the lighthouse for dramatic views of the rocks.
After the sunset we returned to Lagos and checked into the Costa D’oro Ambiance Village for the night. Dinner was at Restaurant o Camilo right above Camilo Beach. We had excellent fresh fish, wonderful service and a chocolate mousse dessert to die for. We had the seared tuna with sesame seeds and a catch of the day fillet with clams in olive oil (this was very good but would have liked more clams!)
230 steps down. 230 steps
up. Recommended to us by a friend living in Lisbon, Camilo Beach seemed a bit
too many stairs for a morning’s walk. We walked to the edge of the stairs and peered
down. It was January. The sunny was shining and it was a pleasant 55 degrees.
What the heck—Let’s go halfway, then decide.
Halfway we stopped to admire the rock formations. Before we knew it, we were on a postage stamp-sized beach. Waves gently lapping the shore. A cave connected us to another beach, nearly the same size. Not a soul in sight. Definitely worth 460 steps.
After Camilo Beach’s 460
steps, we were more than ready for Ponte da Piedade 192 steps down. The steps
were not too steep, but we definitely needed walking shoes for this day.
We saw spectacular rock
formations rising from the sea with caves and grottoes with waves crashing at
the bottom of the stone steps. In the summer there are boat trips to the grottoes
but they were not operating in January.
We made some brief stops in Alvor to Prais beach for a picnic and to watch some very brave wind surfers, and Portimao which is a bigger town with a business area.
Our last stop was Faro where we stayed just outside the city walls.
fotografia da Villa Romana de Milreu do sítio internet Algarvivo, a quem agradecemos.
The ruins date from around the around the 1st century. Once again we had the site to ourselves and in the stillness could imagine the Romans walking the grounds. Most of the ground still sports mosaics and friezes, especially around the bath areas.
Estoi is a small town with a palace that has been converted into a poussada (guesthouse), a lovely church—Igreja Matriz—that is a centerpiece of the village, and a Cemetery.
It was time to drop off the car and hop on the bus to Seville, Spain.
-- Sue Davies and Regina Ang
Sue Davies and Regina Ang have been to more than 50 countries and five continents around the world. They are based in the New York area. Regina grew up in Singapore while Sue is a native New Yorker. They like to go off the beaten track and have adventures along the way—sleeping in an ice hotel, hanging out with bears in the Alaska wilderness, chasing the northern lights across Scandinavia, following a black rhino in Tanzania, racing donkeys in Petra, Jordan, seeing the magnificence of the Angkor Wat temple complex in Cambodia and camping in the Sahara desert.
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