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Day 8 11th August. Porto still.

sunny 25 °C

Short write up today, it is my rest day after all. Well, what a night. No frills, just chilled and relaxed, everything that we needed and everything that we had hoped for on this trip.

Although we are staying for a couple of nights we decided not to bother with the awning and it was great to set the tables and chairs up outside for chilling and eating etc... Once kids were in bed Claire and I enjoyed sitting around in the warm evening air, playing cards, Bodhi fast asleep at our feet whilst looking over the campsite from our vantage point which turned from an amazing sun set into a magical night time landscape with little orange lights dotted all over the place indicating all the other campers on the site going about there business. Throw a bit of Karaoke in from the club house in the distance and we had it made, the Portuguese version of the odd one or two English classics was also quite amusing. Then time for bed in preparation for a hard days relaxing.

After waking up we had a chat about the line up for the day, although more out of van relaxing time was predominantly on the cards there were a few issues to address such as food, water & beach. Bodhi performed his pull mommy over trick when a little dog and a German Shep puppy surprised them on the early morning stroll. A bloody knee and ankle to show for it. At least Bodhi got a good feed.....only joking......they were scrawny little things.......:)

Wanted to get out on the boards but the best time was the morning, deciding that either a morning beach session would be best before it got to hot for Bodhi or an afternoon session would be best after it had cooled a little we were left with afternoon by this point so off to the shops for what was left of the morning. We stumbled upon a Lidle and furnished ourselves with meat for a BBQ, about 50 ltrs of fresh drinking water, a few treats etc... As expected were eating like kings for peanuts in Portugal, spending a similar amount back home in sainburys you would walk out with a half full bag, over hear its a trolley full. Back to camp its straight into our new favourite lunch of fresh crunchy loaf, ham, cheese, charitzo sausage and the massive selection of crisps we bought from home. After lunch it seemed a good time for a short siesta and then hit the beach.

Following the advice we were given we stayed clear of the beach in the main town & headed for a spot north of Nazare center. We drove down one of the many dusty tracks that lead toward the beach which didn't seem to bad at first but soon turned into a spine breaking van killer, by now I was wishing we had the jeep as speeds of 1-5 mph were needed to avoid breaking an alloy or simply shaking the van to a pile of panels and screws. After what happened to the trailer tyre the other day the all to real possibility of crippling the vehicle that we have been & will be relying upon for this whole trip has very much become a concern to us much to the annoyance of the locals who couldn't care less. Eventually we emerged onto tar mack again to find that if we had gone the long way round we would have ended up at the same place anyway, proceeding toward the beach and enjoying not having a trailer hanging off the back we soon found ourselves heading down a very steep hill and cars were piled everywhere. Immediately we gave up on the possibility of going to the beach that day and turned our attention to how the hell we were going to get the van out of the parking area which turned out to be a dead end. After a bit of Austin Powers maneuvering and a few Rizzler papers to use as a gauge between the Van and the parked cars we climbed up this hill and went in search of another spot.

Basically everyone must have had the same plan and everywhere we went was jam packed. The waves were flat anyway so we went on a mini adventure to find a spot for tomorrow.

Back at camp we set about cooking some of the yummy food we had picked up earlier. We all ate our full and got to chill out. Even Bodhi did well. Not just from us but from the Dutch (who live in Spain) family next door who have fallen in love with him. They have two small children who keep popping round for hugs with him.
BBQ was a proper success and the evening finished off just as perfect for us as it did the night before.

Posted by fordcrew 09:27 Archived in Portugal

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