A day in Portimão


Sunday 23rd April

We spent time after breakfast walking to the end of the pier to reach the lighthouse. It seems that many other people also do the same as part of their daily exercise.

Much of the town was cordoned off close to the marina, as the powerboat races were to be taking place. Having managed to find an elusive parking spot, we made our way to the River Arade and sat on the water’s edge with a great view of the F1 powerboats as they competed in the UIM F1 Campeonato Do Mundo, Grande Prémio de Portugal.

Later on, our son drove us to the train station where we caught the train to Faro, and he drove back to his home in Badajoz. 

It has been wonderful spending time with him and his girlfriend, traveling to many new places, eating some terrific food, and helping him to celebrate his thirtieth birthday.

How I wish you were here with us too. I think you would have had a blast.

Missing you poppet.

Treasured Angel son.


The view with breakfast

Interesting tile work

The long walk to the lighthouse

Dad and your brother

The lighthouse

Praia de Rocha

View from the top of the steps

Fortaleza de Santa Catarina

Dad in a doorway

Some of the F1 powerboats

Such a noisy craft, but exciting

Back to Portugal


Saturday 22nd April

We left Badajoz early this morning, and our son drove us three and a half hours south to Portimão in Portugal ~ the aim being to watch the F1 powerboat races. However, as it was far too windy, this afternoon’s qualifiers were cancelled. Never mind, we may get the chance tomorrow.

We walked along the main road, and then down onto the boardwalk of the beach, finding a decent looking restaurant, we stopped for a beer and something to eat.

Many volleyball matches were taking place in front of us, and people were jogging up and down, or off to the sea with their surfboards.

Later on we drove to Alvor, walked across wooden boardwalks to the ocean, found an outdoor bar to watch the sunset, then a tremendous fish restaurant for dinner, eating al fresco.

As always, thinking of you my darling

Beloved Angel son



Inside the old city walls of Beja

The fortification at the top of Beja

I think we went the wrong way down a one way street ~ we were tut-tutted at by a nun 🤔

Castelo do Arade

The beach at Portimão

My salad lunch

Son’s salad lunch

A monster in the sky

Fabulous aloe

Overlooking the beach at Portimão

Boardwalk to the beach at Alvor

Rippling sand


Younger son

Dad and I

The three of us

A cold beer

We like Super Bock

A pretty sunset

The sun about to disappear

Your brother looking pensive

Dad looking grumpy

Last day in Badajoz


Friday 21st April

Our last day in Badajoz was spent with our son and his girlfriend ~ shopping at the Corte Inglés, walking along the river, a lunch in a great restaurant in Portugal, and then drinks in the park.

Wishing, wishing so much you were here.

Jon Bon Jovi came on the car radio ~ “It’s my life”, and it reminded me so much of you.

Love you so much

Thinking of you always

Precious Angel son


Campo Mejor

Your brother

A lookout turret for archers

A walk beside the river

An avenue of gum trees

Gum tree trunk colours

A spiky thistle

Gum trees along the river bank

A view of the old walled city

The old city

And you joined us for drinks

The Alcazaba


Thursday 20th April

This morning we wandered and meandered around the narrow streets of the old city of Badajoz. Breakfast toast and coffee in a quirky little street café was followed by a walk to the citadel ~ the alcazaba. Built during the Islamic period, much still remains today. The views over the city, to the many terracotta rooftops and river beyond are terrific.

The Plaza Alta is spectacular, with it’s black, white and red tiled buildings and many arches surrounding the square, it is a great place to soak up the history of the area.

I’m sure you would have been imersed in the magical days of old and the tales of battles and conquering heroes.

Miss you so much

Darling Angel son.


Gateway up to the citadel

Plaza de la Soledad

Plaza de la Soledad

Walking up to the Alcazaba

An ancient city gate

Citadel walls

View over the city of Badajoz

Alcazaba walls and turrets

Looking down onto the Plaza Alta

Beautiful buildings and colours

Plaza Alta


Colourful buildings

Amazing brickwork

In the Plaza Alta looking up

Beautiful colours, arches and windows

Fascinating colours and geometric shapes

So much geometry to see in the shapes of the buildings

Fabulous arches

Inside a corridor of arches and domed ceilings

Narrow colourful street

Rectangular shades suspended above the pavements

Ochre shades

Palm trees

Río Guadiana


Wednesday 19th April

This afternoon we walked across the River Guadiana using an old pedestrian bridge Puente de Palmas, that was first put in place in the early sixteenth century. We walked through the impressive gates, the entrance to the old city, as approached from Portugal.

It seems to be a popular route for walkers, runners and cyclists. Many ducks, geese and swans were being fed bread and crumbs by a number of children.

You would have liked to walk across this bridge, probably running ahead, looking over the sides, or chasing the ducks.

We miss you sweetie

Beloved Angel son


The Guadiana River this morning

Puente de Palmas

Halfway across

View to the old city and the Alcazar

Puente de la Universidad

Various bird life on the river bank

Geese, ducks and chicks

Part of the old walls

The old city gates

One of the entrances​ to the old walled city

To work


Tuesday 18th April

And so it was, back to work for my son and his girlfriend today ~ they run an academy teaching English to Spanish children. However they don’t start work until four in the afternoon, as it’s too hot in the daytime. When we drove into the city, the car was showing 34°C. Thank goodness for air conditioning.

In the afternoon we walked to their place of work to say hello. I think you would have been proud of your brother my darling. Wish you could have seen his accomplishments. We all miss you poppet.

Darling Angel son.


Entrance to the Parque Castelar

The windows and balconies caught my eye

The academy’s reception

A print on the wall

A good piece of motivation

Pretty clouds from the window

A man in the clouds?

A quiet birthday


Monday 17th April

Today was your brother’s thirtieth birthday. Celebrations should have been in order. Unfortunately, following yesterday’s lunch he came down with a very bad case of food poisoning. 

Most of the day was spent quietly resting, but early evening we went out for a walk by the river, followed by dinner at an Italian restaurant.

Cumpleaños Feliz, Luke ~ how to embarrass a thirty year old.

You would have liked the meal my darling, and you would have laughed at your brother being embarrassed by everyone in the restaurant applauding.

Sweetheart Angel son


An evening stroll and a cold beer

The river Guadiana in late evening sun

The birthday boy

Happy birthday to you



Sunday 16th April

We left Faro early this morning and drove westwards towards Albufeira. Dipping down a steep and windy road we parked above a spectacular beach called Praia do Carvalho, accessible only by an uneven set of steps, hewn into the rock, inside a tunnel.

We spent a couple of hours here, watching the waves, swimming, and being amazed by the patterns in the cliffs, the caves and passageways that had been carved into the rocks high above the sea.

We drove on to another, much more touristy beach for lunch. Many holidaymakers were wandering, eating ice creams and drinking, listening to disco music, or being transported around in a sightseeing train pulling blue and white carriages.

By late afternoon we were ready to hit the road again, and our son drove us North to his house in Spain, where we will be staying for this coming week.

It was a long day, but the beaches were superb. I’m sure you would have loved exploring the nooks and crannies of the secret tunnels. 

We do miss you my darling, as we travel to new destinations, and can only imagine how you would react to the places we go now.


Our first view of the beach

Seems to be quite popular

Starting down the steep tunnel of steps

Narrow and uneven

A cliff with steps, hand holds, passageways, arches and tunnels

Colourful layers of rock

The sea looks perfect

The entrance to a cave

Such clear water

Beautiful colours

People on the beach, and on the top of the cliff

Time to leave

The dark doorway to the steps

One last look around

Onwards and upwards

Safely back at the top

The beach at Cavoiera

Hot and sunny

Lots of space left

Your brother came too


Saturday 15th April

We spent this morning wandering and shopping, weaving our way round and about the narrow streets of Faro. Stopping for coffee, browsing, window shopping, or having a rest in the shade. 

Early afternoon, your brother and his girlfriend arrived. They had been driving around the Algarve for the past few days, stopping at little beaches and coves, hoping for wind, so that they could do some kite surfing. However it has been quite calm, so they were out of luck.

We watched a beautiful sunset this evening over the marina, then found a typical Portuguese restaurant tucked away in the back streets, and sampled tuna, cod, bream and sea bass, finished off with traditional almond and nougat cake. Suitably full, we toddled off back to our hotel.

Wishing you too were here to enjoy time with us. 

The thing was, just before we left the hotel this evening, a friend of yours from Junior School posted a photo of you my darling, as part of a group who put on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. You were the narrator, and were probably about ten years old.

A sweet memory and a gentle reminder that you are still with us.

Love you poppet.


Here you are sweetie. In the line up for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Your brother loves Faro

Walking through the old town

More cobbled streets

Interesting door and balconies

Ironwork balconies and graffiti

Beautiful architecture

Fantastic tiles and ironwork

Portuguese souvenirs

Enjoying a cold beer

Stillness in the marina

Watching the sunset

A warm golden glow

Boat trip



Friday 14th April

This morning we took a boat trip to the outer islands surrounding Faro. The weather was glorious, not too hot, but plenty of sunscreen was applied beforehand. Out first stop was Isla Deserta, not really a deserted island, as apparently there is one inhabitant and lots of day trippers, plus a restaurant that has been there for twenty or so years. We had a little explore over the sand and dunes, picked up a few shells and saw a starfish. Lots of bird life make their home on these islands, and we saw terns, egrets, cormorants, oystercatchers and a white spoonbill.

Another short boat ride took us to Farol Island where we stopped for some lunch, and further exploring. The Lighthouse Island. 

Upon our return to land, having been recommended by our boat captain, we tried the local firewater ~ Medronho Aguadente ~ seriously strong licor. Much more to our taste is Beirão ~ smooth and wonderfully palatable.

And of course, Frankie Angel Bear came along for the trip. Think you would have enjoyed yourself, and I’m sure the captain would have let you have a go at steering the boat, like another young chap was allowed to do.

Missing you on this holiday my darling.


Blue skies and sea

Such clear water

Starfish in the shallows

Across the dunes

Our pontoon boat

Stopping for a cold beer

Boats on the beach

Sparkling water

Enjoying a walk on the sand

Fabulous aloe

Passing the old city as we head back

Will we fit beneath the railway bridge, as we head back to the marina?

Beirão with Frankie Angel Bear