Porto Covo is a very relaxed fishing village on the Portuguese coast south of Lisbon. I love the way they place stone seats in the middle of the Main Street.
There are a load of walkways running along the sandy/rocky coast here.
After Covo, we moved up the coast to Foz, and parked about 5 metres back from a sand-rimmed lagoon.
The weather was turning wet and cold so we beetled up to the Douro valley where we stopped the night at Quinta de Lourosa. This is a vineyard where they brew vinho verde, and sparkling white, rosé and red. We had a mini tasting with the delightful owner and have stashed a few bottles away in the boot.
We stopped at Orbitur Valverde, a campsite between Praia da Luz and Lagos, for a couple of nights.
The next day John and Linda headed off inland to visit John’s nephew. Nia and I walked around Praia and had to dive into a Mexican restaurant for cocktails and nachos when the heavens opened.
We moved down to Camping la Bella Vista, a few km to the east of Gibraltar, to meet up with Kate and Alastair again. There are some very good restaurants here.
The Alannia resort at Crevillent is not to everyone’s taste; it’s very big, maybe 500-1000 pitches, and well provided with stuff to do; heated swimming pool, sauna, pétanque, Padel (like tennnis but slightly smaller courts), and so on.
The site is between Alicante and Torrevieja, and close to the towns of Catral and Elche. Catral is within easy cycling range and has some good restaurants and shops, including a massive Chinese warehouse shop stocking everything that you would never want or need. But fun to walk round.
Barbecue on the Plaza
Off duty waitress quaffing generous measure of Baileys