Saturday. 11c sun & cloud. A very leisurely start to the day. Rita drives us all to a little fishing village called Burgau five minutes drive from their house. It’s a typically charming unspoilt village. A steep windy drive down very narrow cobbled streets to the beach. The village relatively quiet until we reached the beach. The car park was full to the brim with various cars and beaten up camper vans. Many young people in various states of undress, changing into wet suites as this is a surfers paradise. We wander down the slope to a beach cafe for delicious coffee, watching the skill and dare of the surfers. The views are breathtaking. Later we continue on inland about 5 miles to Barão São João, Satrim a quirky little village again narrow windy streets. Rita finds a parking slot and we walk around and admire the flowery window boxes and painted walls. David spots a bar, by now the sun is over the yard arm so we share a bottle of wine, Roger has his usual beer. We get chatting to two portly Irish golfing guys who have had holiday homes in Lagos for many years. We remark after they leave on their motorised bikes that they are the most unlikely guys to be riding bikes~ good for them. We continue to Luz beach to our restaurant of the day, Davids favourite called Fabrica where we have a delicious lunch. After we return home to chillax even more. DT lights the fire and we settle down to watch the Rugby. England v Wales which turned out to be a nail biting game with a great result for England. Later we watch a few more episodes of Bosch. It’s even better the second time round. Bed around 10 pm
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