Is it possible you remember in the beginning, maybe the first week or the second week of this trip, I went to a pop-up restaurant? I was still walking, no wheels yet, so it was quite a way out of the town. The owners of the mobile restaurant decided to move away from Zambujeira Do Mar, after being there about 4 to 6 weeks. The mobile restaurant,called Sobre Rodas, decided to move to the town of Santa Clara-a- Velha.
Apparently there is an a dam here in this town. I didnâ€™t notice that, and I just crossed the bridge and thereâ€™s no water under it. I donâ€™t know if the dam changed the Mira river here into a dry spot. I am standing on a sidewalk, in the town of Santa Clara; I was stopped here and can’t leave yet.
Read onward and I will explain.
Wouldnâ€™t you know it, itâ€™s April 2 and I am again wondering why thereâ€™s a police presence, as I drive, not as many as yesterday. Iâ€™m on the highway now and everywhere I turn there is one of those officers with the very fluorescent green vests. Has someone posted a notice that there’s a crazy Canadian woman loose in the country?
Just turning into Santa Clara, an officer stopped me, and asked if I had a place to stay for at least 10 minutes., I asked why. She said bicycling…blah blah blah. You know the rest. The event is obviously on for the weekend! It is a youth cycling competition (although several competitors don’t look that young); here we go again.
It was a lovely drive to this town, over hills and into valleys, and around hairpin bends. I wanted to get out and take pictures but, you know what happens when I start doing shooting- I get into trouble all the time, and thereâ€™s not much of an area to pull off.
After an hour or so looking around, I headed home. I did find the mobile restaurant but they didn’t seem to be set up and reaching them was by a very steep dirt path. I couldn’t find another safer access.
Itâ€™s my last evening here in Zambujeira Do Mar and Iâ€™m sitting across the road at the coast line having a beer. Itâ€™s not the usual Sagres- itâ€™s actually a Heineken, which I bought for a change, since Iâ€™m on the move starting tomorrow. Iâ€™m toasting the sunset on my last day, here in the south.
A couple just passed me.I toasted to life and we began a conversation about Portugal and how lovely it is. I said I was going home this week. Oh move back here bring your family! Thatâ€™s what they said. This is the third safest country in the world. So what are the first two? Does anybody know? I know itâ€™s probably not in North America! It is probably a Nordic country.
Itâ€™s still 18Â° here and itâ€™s bright and sunny. The sun is setting. I can see the moon up there on the opposite side. The tide must be out because I could see the beach right below me and the water is really calm right now it is really peaceful here.
I will go back now and prepare to leave in the morning. I am a little sad but I look forward to being home again. I will miss BC. I didn’t expect to get so attached but he is a survivor, much as I am. Tomorrow it is on the road again and Lisbon. Until then friends.