I don’t miss going out for breakfast, I have better control over me and what I eat and mainly important what I DON’T eat since we’ve been eating at home. So today was another simple breakfast of cereal and toast.We are going to go to the village of Alvor today. Everyone who talks about it, says how pretty it is. That it is a fisherman’s village. It is only about ten minutes away, so we are taking a taxi to get there. The weather is going to be bright and sunny without any chance of rain, so it will be another beautiful day in paradise.
We are also meeting Steve and Kris later today. They are having dinner at six for us to meet their expat friends from Thailand. That should be fun. We ran into Steve yesterday and asked him what should we bring. He said nothing, they have it all under control. Cool!
We get a lazy start to our day, so it is about 1:45 when we leave. Maria, at the front desk, calls a taxi for us. They are so nice here. When our stay is over, I will write a really glowing review. Plus, I have to remember to get pictures of her, Dimitri and Arturo.
Anyway, our taxi comes. Our driver is a lady. This is the first time that we’ve had a female driver since we’ve been here. Hubby sits in the front with here. She speaks a little English so they converse back and forth, switching between the two languages. She gives us some tips on where to begin our tour and how to find a taxi when we return.
It is as quaint and as picturesque as people have described it. We are right on the waters edge, where there are many boats docked in the bay area. But my thought as well as Hubby’s….how do they get into the boats when the need them? Do they have to take a smaller boat to get to the larger boat? Are the boats remote controlled? Do they swim out there? Inquiring minds want to know…
There were also lots of restaurants with the smells of grilled meats and fish, permeating the air. We decidied to walk into the old part of the village first.Again the streets are cobbled, but the very street that we got to was very steeply inclined. There were two older ladies walking in front of us and one was using two canes…we knew they had to have been having a difficult time, because the climb up this street was not easy.
The structures and architect were so amazing.
Of the three areas that we’ve been in: Portimão, Lagos and now Alvor, they each have their own distinct style.
Portimão or Praia da Rocha, where we are staying, is noted for its beaches. Especially the beach of the same name which is the largest and most popular beach. Praia da Rocha is also more of a party town, where the main strip, Avenida Tomás Cabreira is home to hotels, shops, restaurants and bars.
Lagos transports you back to times long ago. The Historic Centre is filled with old world buildings, churches and forts to give a glimpse of the past. Some of the structures have remained their initial use or purpose, while other have been converted into shops, restaurants and living areas.
Alvor is truly a fisherman’s village. The shoreline of the Alvor River is dotted with many boats and sailing vessels available for a days work or a day of pleasure. The marine opens into the Atlantic Ocean. Restaurants and shops are easily assessable, along with the boardwalk and the sand dunes.
Each area has its unique charm and allure and being that they are all within 30 minutes of each, they are easy to get to, no matter in which city we decide to do our extended vacation.
But back to Alvor.
We walk around the old area, up and down the winding streets, and always aware of where we are in relations to the marine, our point of reference. We find a street map and try to figure out where we are. But does it matter? We are in Portugal, on PT, Portugal Time! Be Happy!
We stopped to get a light lunch. Hubby gets a cheeseburger with fries and a strawberry milkshake. I have fish soup, garlic bread and water. OMG!! The soup was sooo good! I asked the waiter what kind of fish was it. He said it was baked. No, what KIND of fish? Is it cod or what? Oh. He didn’t know. He thinks the soup was mixed with a couple different fish. He would check. I could hear him and someone else talking in the background. I guess no one has ever asked this question.
After a few minutes, he came back with his phone and showed me the name, I believe it was Ling. He said it was like red fish, whatever that means. But like I said, the soup was sooo good. It had bits of fish, not a whole lot, white beans, onions in a tomato base. It was seasoned to perfection. I dipped my garlic bread in it…ahhhh…bon appetit!
After we ate, I went outside to take a selfie, I thought Hubby was behind me. But he wasn’t. Then I remember that he saw a guy in the restaurant wearing a DETROIT tee shirt. Evidently he went to talk with him, I went back inside. So, I missed almost all of their conversation, but the guy must have said that his shirt represented another Detroit. Something dealing with Glasgow.
OK, here I am being geographically ignorant again. After we leave him, Hubby and I are trying to figure out where that is. I said England, but would check later (OK…so I’ll checking no. There is NO city outside of USA named Detroit and Glasgow is un Scotland. Now I’ll have to ask Jackie again about his conversation). (OK…so I talked with Hubby and he said the guy said he was from Glasgow. But he was a little tipsy….so who knows how he ended up wearing a shirt that said Detroit??)
By the way, Hubby didn’t like his hamburger. It was the same kind of meat like the burger we had on the beach. No one makes a burger like Café Del Mar! I think that’s where we will have our last dinner in Portimão.
We walked back to the harbor. Then see a boardwalk as well as what looks like a sand dune trail. We take the boardwalk. We think that eventually we will be back the water. But we really don’t. It’s a nice walk though. There are several places to stop and rest. Then we past a fork in the road. We stayed on the outer trail. We did come to a stop where one part of the walk branched out to a beachy area. The water wasn’t suitable for swimming. Basically, you’d go there to sunbathe. And because we were meeting friends for dinner, we headed back. I think eventually we should have hit the ocean. Or maybe if we tried one of the other paths. Alvor and this area will definitely get a return visit….when we return. This has been a very pleasant afternoon.
As we were walking back to where the taxi dropped us off, there was another taxi dropping off his passengers. Jackie ran over to him to see if he was free to take us. He was! Cool beans!
It’s a short drive back. We have just enough time to freshen up a bit before we head out to dinner. It is sooo convenient when you are not leaving the building. But I did grab my jacket, in case it was chilly.
We take the elevator to Steve and Kris’s, where we are introduced to another Steve and his wife Sue. I saw her from my balcony with Steve the other day. We sit and talk as Kris puts the finishing touches on dinner. I offered, she said that she didn’t need any help.
We had a real nice time. Most of the evening was talk about life in Thailand. How cheap it is to live there and how nice it is to live there. In fact Steve and Sue, just signed a three year lease on an apartment before they came here.
Yep….this was a good day!