The sun was shining as I left the apartment to head down to the harbour, a huge relief as it meant that the 'shower in my kitchen' would not be there when I got home. Rain water coming out of the light fitting in the kitchen had been a new feature since the rains started. Luckily I saw men on the roof!
The mini bus took me down to the casino near the marina and I walked to the harbout. Close to the fish market was the museum which housed the Roman villa ( obviously built on the beach for a good source of fresh fish), my choice of morning entertainment.
I was absolutely devastated when after my careful planning it turned out that despite the website saying other wise, it was closed!
I could (apparently) have gone yesterday ( website said not open Sunday, Museum door said other wise).
So if all else fails get coffee and cake.
And for €3 I got a milky coffee and 'pine cone' cake
I decided to walk this off and get as few steps in, I was enjoying the sunshine.
Down by the fish market the tiles on the walls were absolutely amazing
I walked a huge loop about an hours walking, and ended back on the beach front.
I had walked a way along the beach to find an empty bench when a lady sat down and spoke to me in Portuguese, I spoke to her in English and we both realised that we were not getting anywhere. I had bought a pastel de nata to take back to my apartment, I took it out and gestured to her to share it, she held up one finger and scurried across the road. She came back with 2 coffees and we shared the cake. Two old dears sitting on a bench overlooking the sea and just being in company with each other.
Sometimes things like this fill your heart with joy. When I was ready to go, we smiled and shook hands and then she gave me a hug. Yep I was in tears on my way back to get a taxi.
As I was walking back I spotted this
and then round the corner from our complex I saw this
wowsers, who knew!!!!
I got back and headed to the complex next door for lunch ( and wine) and then spent the remainder of the afternoon around the pool and swimming, it was a tad chilly, but hey, once you get your shoulders under its fine ( so my Dad always said)
Sadly last evening was about stuffing everything back into my case and emptying the fridge, dinner was a mix of pate, tortilla chips and cheese and rye bread, with some soft cheese spread for good measure.
Alarm was set ready for a 7am transfer to the airport.












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