Lyn and Kevin left early to get to their flight to Barcelona. 
We got up thinking we would catch them in the lobby but actually missed them as the taxi arrived early. We had breakfast, packed up and went to get the car. This was an instance when we realised how good the European drivers were. It took Damien a while and a lot of smoke to get out of the narrow, tightly curved and steep parking garage. Finally we were on the road and out of Granada.
It was quite an easy drive as the highways are in very good condition. We had a Coffee stop in one of the last Spanish towns before the border just to have our last taste of Spain. This was interesting as I think I have developed a Northern Spanish accent with my
‘baby Spanish’ so the bar tender could not understand me when I was asking where the toilet was in just about every way I could think of.
Our lunch stop was in the small town of Tavira which is lovely. The main attraction is the old castle walls that contain a pretty garden. This was fun as there are no rails and absolutely no consideration for health and safety, just how I like it. We climbed up the walls and enjoyed the view of the river and surrounding houses. Tavira is also popular due to its Roman bridge which connects the two sides of the river. We also saw a giant squid swimming in the river.
Our next stop was Faro, where we would be flying back to London from. We arrived at the tourist information centre about 10 minutes before it closed and the lady was amazingly helpful. We felt a bit sorry for her when we left as there was a huge queue of people wanting help as we had taken so long. We got settled in the accommodation she recommended then took the car back to the rental company at the airport. We love it when there is cheap public transport from airports, it makes the whole experience of a city better.
The next day was dedicated to seeing the old town of
Faro which is surrounded by an old city wall. It is very pretty with cobbled streets and what made it even better was that it was an environmental awareness day so no car traffic was allowed in the walls. This made if far more relaxed as it was quieter and you did not have to duck into doorways to avoid having your toes run over. We did some shopping, Lyn sent us a message asking for a Portuguese cock, then headed home for lunch before catching the bus to the beach. The beaches in Faro are all actually islands. This whole coastal region is Natural Park and is home to thousands of birds. Again the sand was lovely, the sun beautiful and the sea refreshing. 
At great day topped off by meeting a couple of German girls who we ended up having dinner with.
We got up thinking we would catch them in the lobby but actually missed them as the taxi arrived early. We had breakfast, packed up and went to get the car. This was an instance when we realised how good the European drivers were. It took Damien a while and a lot of smoke to get out of the narrow, tightly curved and steep parking garage. Finally we were on the road and out of Granada.It was quite an easy drive as the highways are in very good condition. We had a Coffee stop in one of the last Spanish towns before the border just to have our last taste of Spain. This was interesting as I think I have developed a Northern Spanish accent with my
‘baby Spanish’ so the bar tender could not understand me when I was asking where the toilet was in just about every way I could think of.Our lunch stop was in the small town of Tavira which is lovely. The main attraction is the old castle walls that contain a pretty garden. This was fun as there are no rails and absolutely no consideration for health and safety, just how I like it. We climbed up the walls and enjoyed the view of the river and surrounding houses. Tavira is also popular due to its Roman bridge which connects the two sides of the river. We also saw a giant squid swimming in the river.
Our next stop was Faro, where we would be flying back to London from. We arrived at the tourist information centre about 10 minutes before it closed and the lady was amazingly helpful. We felt a bit sorry for her when we left as there was a huge queue of people wanting help as we had taken so long. We got settled in the accommodation she recommended then took the car back to the rental company at the airport. We love it when there is cheap public transport from airports, it makes the whole experience of a city better.The next day was dedicated to seeing the old town of
Faro which is surrounded by an old city wall. It is very pretty with cobbled streets and what made it even better was that it was an environmental awareness day so no car traffic was allowed in the walls. This made if far more relaxed as it was quieter and you did not have to duck into doorways to avoid having your toes run over. We did some shopping, Lyn sent us a message asking for a Portuguese cock, then headed home for lunch before catching the bus to the beach. The beaches in Faro are all actually islands. This whole coastal region is Natural Park and is home to thousands of birds. Again the sand was lovely, the sun beautiful and the sea refreshing. 
At great day topped off by meeting a couple of German girls who we ended up having dinner with.Our final morning in Portugal was the usual mad rush to have breakfast, pack up and head to the airport. Unfortunately Kevin’s much loved beach umbrella didn’t make it past the check in desk. It was also unfortunate that the French air controllers were on strike so our 9:20am flight didn’t get us back to London until around 4pm. It was even worse for Lyn and Kevin who arrived back at our hostel at about 1am and told us they had been waiting on the run way for about 4 hours. But as Kevin would say “it’s all part of the adventure”.
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