Approach this sleepy Algarvian hamlet with adventure in your heart, through choppy green seas of cork oaks, carobs and eucalyptus, on lanes meant for carts not cars. Clouds of bougainvillea usher you into the cool sitting room of a prettily rustic house framed by chunky whitewashed walls, tiles, arches and traditional cane ceilings. A corner fire, bright art, sofas with ethnic throws: flop without fussing about footprints or fripperies.
Outside, a rooster crows…Outside, too, are a fenced pool gazing south, a terrace (partly covered for rainy days) for sunset sips and peaceful reads, a tree-shaded dining area, soul-boosting views. Meander past olives, kumquat, cactus, wild figs – no thirsty plants in this hot, breezy climate.
Walk for miles on marked trails, hire bikes and enjoy quiet roads, or just laze in the hammock, slip into the hot tub then fire up the barbecue for fresh fish from the local market. You’ll feel very Portuguese.