Our final Portuguese post. Saudade. One day we rented a car and took a trip west of Lagos to Sagres, the end of the world. It is literally the south-west corner of Europe and the last point of land the Portuguese navigators would pass before heading into the open ocean. It’s a wild, rugged, beautiful place with huge sandstone cliffs and incredible, amazing beaches. There are very few people here. The town of Sagres is a very small, very sleepy place.
We went off with our friend Mitch and his (now our) friend Chloe. We stopped at all the beaches in and around Sagres that looked good and accessible. These are probably the best beaches in the world, the best we’ve ever been to. It’s either these or Australian beaches. They are amazing. Go there.
After spending all day at the beach, we headed to the lighthouse on the cliff at the edge of the world to watch the sun go down on Europe. Up here it is very, very windy and actually got quite cold. I guess it was the very end of summer, being pretty much September by this point. The sunset was of course incredible, and we followed it up by eating some warm churros from a van nearby. There were some people selling Portuguese sweaters, rugs and blankets there as well – I wish I bought some.
Sadly our time in Portugal had come to an end, and the next day we caught a train east along the Algarve to Faro, another quaint town albeit quite a lot bigger – it has the Algarve’s airport nearby. We only stayed here one night as we had an early morning flight to Berlin the next day. The night we arrived, we caught a bus out to the huge long beach and watched another sunset with a final Sagres beer.
It was bittersweet leaving Portugal – we were in desperate need of a big city again so we were really looking forward to Berlin, but we knew this would be the last of our european summer beach days of 2016. It was good whilst it lasted!
Adeus, Portugal – até nos encontrarmos de novo.