B&B with a view to die for...

Our overnight Host Colonel (Retd) Horatio couldn't have been more helpful...he drove us to the pub...offering to pick us up again, which I graciously declined. He then promised to get up early to see us off at 6am...and was stood outside the door at 5 mins before. He passed on some local knowledge of an alternative path to take, and like all Portugese, he would not take no for an answer. So off we set on the slightly rocky but adventurous path around the coastline. About 50 yards later, Spiderpig Pilar managed to almost dislocate her hip, clambering over a rocky outcrop. Purely unintentionally, the walking stick she was carrying came swinging at high speed towards my head, followed by a few choice words that are not for repeating. I then made the decision that we should change tack and go back on the normal path. We then made good speed along the proper coastal path, which included a lovely walk along the beach, arriving in the next town for breakfast at about 10ish. The clouds had by this time cleared, and we were blessed with beautiful, if not slightly, too warm weather for the rest of the day. We arrived at our final destination at around 4pm, unfortunately the accommodation was at the top of a hill. The view was worth dying for, and Pilar almost did! We went out for food and retired back up the hill for a well-earned rest... tomorrow will be our final night in Portugal and then over the border to sunny Spain!Baca lagi