Tag Archives: Portugal
While Europe is bracing for the last of the winter, down South, the Atlantic Ocean shows off its might on the Portuguese coast with day in, day out weeks-lasting storms. Amazing skies and roaring, huge waves ensued.
How does one prepare for a 10-day-mid-August trip through hot Morocco? Adjusting to the heat to follow by sunbathing on the streets of Sevilla might help, and that we did.
Having left Lisbon late afternoon, we made camp on the banks of Guadiana river before sunset. Next morning we waved off Portugal after the village of Barrancos and made our way to Sevilla after checking out the view over the Aracena castle.
Once in Sevilla, we ... [read more]
Beautiful at storms and after. Praia da Ursa wannabe. Way more accessible. The ocean-land fight is visible and ever undecided. Place of inner and outer exploration.
You find it west of Sintra and close to Almoçageme, cozied up between two hills. You find tunnels and grottoes and vertical cliff drops. The beach also suffers a sudden drop in the ocean, so if you wanna swim, you might wanna save it for a more safe environment.
Actual quote from both José Saramago and Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen:
If you are even a tiny bit nationalist, and especially a Portuguese breed of that, then relax and read this with a bit of salt and lemon, okay? :)
The Portuguese Empire was the leading power in the establishing of slave trading across the Atlantic. It was also the last power of Europe to reluctantly(!) abolish slavery and slave trade.
The “Romanus ... [read more]
Second time we ventured into the Atlantic (first time was in Azores), we sought out the beauties of Madeira. Not much of an effort actually, apart from the nifty-shifty weather. From afar and from close up, Madeira looks all around like the entrance to Moria. Either that or the Cloud Central Headquarters. In-between some temporary windows of clearer skies, off we went, exploring around.
First stop: Funchal centre – a sprawling ... [read more]
Because of the legend, because of the hype. For the rawness and roughness and might. For the awe to be felt. For the roaring deep crushing sound. For the hope to see the BIGGEST WAVES IN THE WORLD. For the mind-freeing views, both above the village and towards Praia do Norte. And even for the food. We go there time and time again. Always with the promise to return. So there’s more of Nazaré coming. :)
P.S.: the rock in the GIF ... [read more]