Late Winter in the Algarve

I visited the Algarve last week, flying from London Luton on the 0625 departure to Faro.  That’s early, but there were plenty of people, travellers and workers in the cafés of the departure area of the airport.

People at a food bar with posters behind.
London Luton Airport food court

I visited my mother in the countryside, taking her to places that she cannot easily access; she liked Praia da Faro, not far from the airport, on a beautiful day.

Beach with couple walking
Sea, sand and sun on Praia da Faro

A portrait at post-prandial coffee in Olhão, a fishing port on the Atlantic.

Lady and coffee cup.
Savouring a media-leite coffee.

Olhão is a fishing port with a small fish market.  It was being cleaned at about 3:30 in the afternoon.

Men in a market with wet floor in Portugal.
Fish market after hours, Olhão

Tavira is a Roman town straddling the river.  There was an accordionist busking on the Ponte Romana.

An accordion player on the Roman bridge in Tavira, Portugal
Ponte Romana busker

My mother eats frequently at a small restaurant/bar in Moncarapacho.  Here some locals are preparing to eat flaming chorizo, presumably after it has gone out.  It was a very cheerful prospect . . .

2 men eat watch flaming chorizo, people watch in café.
Evening meal in the Algarve

The surround countryside is very quiet in places.  This neglected tractor has been there for at least 12 years . . .

Old tractor in grass
Old Tractor.
Bucolic scene

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