Respite in Sagres, and Adventures of Traveling to Lisbon
Sagres, in the Algarve, Portugal's westernmost coastal city, and nearest town to Cape St. Vincent (Cabo de São Vicente the southwesternmost point of the European mainland), jumping off point for Henry the Navigator and other explorers during Portugal's reign as world naval power. We came for a day and ended up staying three because the town was such a haven after some of the heavily touristed places we'd just been.
Bacalao, the salted dried cod, an everyday staple
Looking toward Cape St. Vincent at sunset
I took a walk through the high plain near our hotel.
Sagres Fortress was the only hot tourist spot. Couldn't believe the cheesy vendors allowed along the road leading to it.
Yes, he did.
These huge yucca blooms, dried and falling over this time of year.
One needed a looooong fishing line.
Chimneys are architectural fun and this area is know for them.
Barnacles for an appetizer, not a favorite.
So we planned to take a more scenic small road to Lisbon, but experienced car trouble, overheating, while climbing a hill about an hour outside of Sagres, two hours from Lisbon. Long story short, back down the hill to Aljezur, where were called Avis' version of AAA. Took the guy forever to find us, tinkered with the car, couldn't find a problem, sent us on our way with him following. Same thing happened again while climbing the mountain, overheating, so mechanic called for a tow truck. Good thing we had snacks and water with us.
Removed all our luggage from rental car, but had to reload it because we ended up riding in the tow truck (fun, up high!) and that was the only place to stow our stuff while we got a ride to the next town north. There we sat at a gas station and awaited a taxi, which drove us all the way back to Lago, about an hour EAST of Sagres, where we got a new rental car. We finally got to Lisbon, three hours later, a long day.

































































