Cape Vincent and Sagres

Today we traveled by bus and train to the easternmost end of the Algarve. It was interesting going past the front yards in the bus (they are mostly paved or non-existant) or, on the train, the back yards (which are much more interesting because of the neatly planted vegetable gardens.)

We ended up at what must have been the worst ever place to be stationed if you were drafted into the Portuguese army, cape Vincent. Right on the very edge of a cliff at the very end of the country being blasted by winds from across the Atlantic.

There on cliffs at least 90 m high were blokes fishing!