This morning we went to catch our bus to Portugal. Lucky for us, the bus station was less than a five minute walk from our hostel so not only did it make it less difficult to get lost, we also didn’t have to wear our backpacks for too long of a time. They might have gotten a little bigger from the shopping we did yesterday…
On the bus I have to admit my heart sunk when it started to rain! We are going to Lagos to go to the beach and there isn’t much else to do there besides from that. I am happy to say that it thankfully stopped raining, crisis averted.
From the bus stop we walked up windy streets filled with local shops. I could smell as we walked by that there had been a fish market earlier in the day, so we will have to make another trip to see all of the fresh seafood. A lot of towns in Portugal and especially along the Algarve are known to be fisherman’s towns which make this the prime area.
We were able to find our hostel without any major issues, primarily since it is too small to get lost in, at least that is my hope and assumption for now…As we got into our room we found out that our two other roommates were Canadians. Way to represent! After getting settled in we went to the grocery store and grabbed some fresh portuguese buns,chorizo and cheese and sat along the walkway going along the ocean. We were happily surprised to see how much cheaper food was here, even compared to Spain! We grabbed our things and headed to the beach. Now the beach that we ended up at was not what I had been expecting. Dont get me wrong it was still beautiful! The sand was so extremely fine it was carried whenever the wind blew. As the day went on I gave up trying to get the sand off of me and instead went into the ocean which was not whatsoever the same temperature as the ocean in Valencia, unfortunately. When the winds picked up it was like I was in a sandstorm! I had to surrender to the sand and we headed back to our room and attempted to get rid of all the sand in what seemed like bringing it all back with us. The thing was that it was literally so fine that you could not possibly just rub it off.
Andrea and I then went out for dinner with one of our Canadian roommates,Maude, for dinner at Casa do Prego. We grabbed of course the typical prego and a salad and enjoyed our sangria and with one anothers company. We then headed off to a bakery to find some dessert, a pasteis de nata! I had to hold off on eating it right then and there until we got back to our hostel and went up to the rooftop terrace. Our hostel was about the tallest building in all of Lagos, so we were able to have a beautiful and unobstructed of the town even out to the ocean!