09.04.2011 - 09.04.2011
We got going early this morning to make sure we had lots of time to travel to Loule and spend the morning browsing the Gypsy Market. Row on row of purses, jewelery, scarves and clothing all being offered at reduced prices by aggressive gypsy vendors calling out “5 Euros – very cheap – very nice!” We stocked up on the goods enjoying the atmosphere but Jack questioned the authenticity of the gypsy vendors!
Decided to head east down the coastline to a small fishing village I had heard of called Cacela Vehla. It must be Portugal’s best kept secret because the road signs were few and far between but between Greg’s navigation and Jack’s driving, we finally arrived at a quaint village with a beautiful old fortress.
The tide was out and the shore was littered with boats that seemed helplessly marooned on sandbars. It was difficult to imagine that later in the day, the tide would find it’s way to all of them.
Enjoyed lunch at a restaurant in the village where the menu was only in Portuguese – I asked the waiter to help me sort out the fish selections but his English was about as good as my Portuguese so he led me inside the restaurant to a glass case where all the fish was on display (head, eyes, tails and all!). After a lengthy description of all the fish available (sardines, sea bass, eel, oysters, mackerel and more) I decided to order chicken. The waiter laughed and teased me mercilessly throughout the meal.