|Portugal - the pot-holes welcome you...|
|before the sign|
If the site irritates you then the best thing is to explore nearby. The fishing village of Cabanas de Tavira is about a kilometre distant. Portugal shares with Italy a love of the intermittant footpath. Here being a pedestrian is an extreme sport, So we unloaded the bikes and cycled to the village. It is an attractive place, still a fishing village, but somewhat cleaned-up for tourists, traditional cottages intersersed with stylish gleaming white duplexes vaguely nodding towards the neo-modern - all rectilinear pure white concrete and darkened plate glass.
The light at the moment is stunning. Autumn clears the air in the south and given these windless, cloudless days a depth of colour which assaults the senses. Simply looking becomes delicious.