Next up? East toward Tavira! We made sure to get our butts up and out of our hostel extra early today, so we would have the whole day to nap along the 14km beach. Obviously. We hopped on a ferry from the town centre and were basking in the sun by 10:00am. Life is like a box of melted chocolates.
With an enticing assortment of restaurants, it's a miracle that we didn't have to do any of the choosing. Our host pointed us to Restaurante Lagoas Bica and the rest is history (because I died and went to heaven with a food baby). There is a reason why people tell you to eat where the locals eat.
Snakes on a plane, selfies on a train?