FARO - A New Experience

What do you do when you wake up in the middle of the night with the shakes, an upset stomach and an overwhelming desire to go to the toilet? Right, you crawl out of your freezing tent and walk to the heatless sanitary facility and make a decision. NO MORE NIGHTS LIKE THIS ONE. The goatherder below was the last person I saw at the campsite before moving into a hotel just down the road from the campsite - The Ocean Oasis Hotel.

Feeling better the next day, I got on the train and headed for Faro, the city where I landed on the airplane.

The owner of this boat was 93 years old - a fast boat for an old guy who still loves to fish.

I wonder if the capsized boat once belonged to him.

That’s his house - with the clothes hanging on the line.

A View to the City of Faro behind My Bike

Yes! Those Millstones are for Real.

In the distance, you can see airplanes at the airport.

I sat here for a while and enjoyed the sunshine.

In a country that some Americans think is backward, a lesson can be learned from this modern bicycle trail that is being built from the Spanish border to the Atlantic Coast in the far west of the country - the Eco Via.

When a building is abandoned, the artists take over!

Meanwhile, back in town, the automobile club displays its wares.

Stork’s Nest on a Church Steeple