Portugal didn’t seem much of a sight when we arrived to the southern coast town of Lagoa at 8:30 p.m. on Monday night. Sally, Tom’s aunt, and John, her hot lover, picked us up from the bus station and took us to a hotspot of a restaurant where we enjoyed a local favorite of steamed clams with pork cooked in a catapuna pot. Sally and John live in a villa, Casa Laranja, situated on a hillside surrounded by olive, lemon and orange trees. A nightingale made an appearance every night and in the afternoon we took a dip in the pond (not a swimming pool but an actual pond) to cool off from the heat.
The villa is a paradise and we did not want to outstay our welcome - so to pay for our lodging (since Sally refuses to take our money), We painted the front of their car port and fixed John's bicycle (Zhenia did most of the painting). Sally and John are great hosts, so are their 6 dogs, 3 cats, 2 ducks, 2 hens and the budgie.
The coast is breathtaking, especially when a cool wind blows past you and the smell of the sea is all around.
The sea hasn’t had time to warm up so the water was freezing. That didn’t stop us from running in head first.
One of the highlights was the rising of the full moon up the mountain stairs. The three white scratches in the picture are the highway lights.