Algarve

Arriving in the middle of the night, we were surprised to wake up in the morning to our new surrounds of an orange grove with a pool and tennis court. Mira even had a new friend here called Billie.

We stocked up on local figs, almonds, orange blossom honey, beautiful biscuits in the shape of birds, olives, young broccoli, tomatoes, pomegranate and mint. Stall holders had grown and made the produce with love. Elderly folk selling their wares, still active in their community, valuable.  Another thing that struck us was how authentic the produce was - spotted tomatoes, long, twisted radishes. No waste, only real food.

Then we started to hop across the numerous, precipitous beaches, each with its own intimate coves and sculptured caves. We swam, scurried and climbed exploring the rocks.

We are loving this dry and dusty corner of Portugal.