The sun is shining strong, with winter temperature's in the mid 20s and still plenty of time to tan and go to the beach. I have not officially started work as such, and have been getting to know this little town and doing a few more excursions. I've also been settling into my four star home - oh, did I not mention that I am living in a hotel?
I am only in Portugal for half the winter (probably until mid-January) and therefor have been put up in a very nice 4 star hotel on full board basis. No cleaning, no cooking, no anything really! There are also a few other British travel reps living here so I won't be alone. Living in a hotel came as a pleasant surprise! If I were to live in a hotel for the whole summer I would probably go mad, but for half of a very warm winter...I cannot complain at all. After taking a leisurely stroll through the old town this morning, I realised it really is very beautiful and 'real' here. Tourism has not yet ruined this small place. Sure it is touristy with bars and restaurants all catering to us foreign lot however, due to the size of the town which is 2 main 'tourist' streets and a small marina, once you step back from these tourist spots you are smack bang in the middle of a Portuguese village which reminds me a lot of Italy.
This morning the little old ladies dressed in the obligatory black were hanging washing to dry on home made clothes lines, strung in front of their houses. The scent of onion and garlic wafted out of open front doors as lunch is prepared. From balcony to balcony they called out to one another, surely gossiping, if only I could understand. By the church, an old man was sitting in peace and tranquillity before shaking his head in disbelief as a family of half naked tourists came making noise, and taking photos.
It is almost November, and while the locals are wrapped up in their winter gear, the tourists are walking around near naked. I might add that the majority of winter tourists are old British people.