This morning I woke up still sick – oh well, I couldn’t think of a better cure than to take some random Portuguese cold and flu drugs, wander around some fruit markets and then sit on a bench on the waterfront eating juicy nectarines. This was the perfect way to start the morning – we also topped it off with some pastries from a nearby cafe before heading back to the hotel to meet everybody at 10.30am.
Today we were headed to the beach, which turned out to be quick the epic undertaking. We all walked down to the waterfront to catch the 11am bus – at 11.30am we disembarked on a nearby island and were then told it was still a 15 minute walk to get to the actual beach. Off we trudged with our umbrellas and towels, picking up a few snacks for lunch on the way.
And then… we sat on the beach for what ended up being around three hours. Not much to write about here – the water was freezing so the most I did was dip my toes in. I spent most of the time lying in the sun reading my book, occasionally eating chorizo and cheese hamburgers that Andy made up for me and trying not to get burnt. Eventually we all trickled back to Olhao in three groups… I went with the second group, catching the 3.30pm bus back and leaving Andy and Carrie behind (they wanted to stay until the next 6pm boat). I was back at the hotel just before 5pm, giving me lots of time for showering, relaxing and sleeping on my own. I did attempt to walk around the town at one point but decided that there really wasn’t much to see – instead I read my book in the shade on the rooftop terrace for a while.
Andy came back around 7pm, we relaxed a bit more and then headed out with the group to dinner, to the same place as last night. I ordered a mixed kebab which looked very impressive, hanging vertically from a hook. A lot of wine was consumed with the food, plus some more Sangria and wine afterwards. Drunken home time was around 12.30pm – tomorrow we leave Portugal again!
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