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Jo’s Monday walk : Along the shore

Can you guess where?

I wasn’t sure what to post for this week’s walk. I haven’t yet taken you to Nottingham and I know that many of you like castles and history. But when this is published, I will be in the Algarve, and hopefully on my way to a Monday walk. It seemed only right to take you along.

My favourite kind of shell

The river beach on Tavira Island is rich with this type of delicate beauty. It never ceases to amaze me that, no matter how many are taken home, there are always more to discover. Come with me on a simple stroll along the beach and see what we can find.

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When you ride across to the ilha on the ferry, the river beach is where you land. Often enough I loiter here. There’s always a passing boat to wave at or admire. I like to follow the shoreline looking for ‘treasure’. There is a greater variety of shells on this side of the island, which seldom gets dashed by the Atlantic waves.

Looking back at Tavira from the river beach

Meandering

When I tire of looking, I head over the ilha to the main beach. There are a number of sandy trails crossing the island- some easier to follow than others. I sometimes get a little disoriented and wish I’d stayed with the main path, but eventually the sea always appears on the horizon.

Am I nearly there yet?

At last!

Depending how hot the day, I may just choose to collapse here for a little while. Down on the beach, someone has been creative with shells and two fish survey the world, just a little wearily. It is rather a warm spot to be out of the water!

Creative with shells

Keeping an eye on the beach?

Crochet detail

Knots!

An eyelid

Eyelid detail

Fish ‘scales’

Dangling!

Leaving behind the crazy fish, I simply have to kick off my flipflops and dip my toes in the surf. I know I’ve said it before but this beach really does stretch for miles. You have the choice of simply returning to the river beach by following the sea wall, or you can walk along the beach till you’re ready to flop. I’m sure you can guess which I’m inclined to do.

A bit of a splash by the lighthouse?

The beach bar at Barril acts as a powerful incentive. And there’s the beautiful Anchor Graveyard. Because sunset comes earlier at this time of year, this trip I may just manage those sunset images I’ve always coveted. For now, I’ll leave you with a gallery I took last time I was here. I think you can find your own way home? See you there!

I’ll be back in the UK for next week’s walk. Maybe we’ll do Nottingham, but we’ll definitely be walking somewhere. I hope that you’ll join me. If you have a walk that you’d like to share, it would be great if you could link to me, or leave a link to your post in my comments. The details are on my Jo’s Monday walk page.

Time to share this week’s walks. Kettle on and feet up! Many thanks to all my contributors.

Drake has me singing again as I stroll alongside him :

Here, There and Everywhere

High fashion and shoes this week with Violet Sky :

Shows who you are

Enjoy a change of pace and place with Cardinal :

Berlin Street 0741

Sharing comes naturally to Amy. Do join her and her delightful ducks :

Jo’s Monday walk

A very special garden from Jude. Enjoy it because it’s her last before she’s off to Australia!

Garden Portrait : Abbotsbury sub-tropical gardens

Dear Meg takes us to the Australian bush, on a serene walk with nature :

The river road 4

Noe is back this week, playing with the children on their island paradise :

Amazing journey to Rajuni Kiddi Island

Brilliant, aren’t they? I hope you enjoyed them all as much as I did. Happy walking!

Festival of leaves- week 2

Solitary on an Algarve bench

Or even on an Algarve beach

Have you seen any lovely leaves lately? This is an Autumn challenge I discovered just last week. Rather nice, isn’t it? Just click on the link to start those leaves falling. I was out kicking the English leaves about today. Just as beautiful! Join me next week and see.

Tavira House Hotel

The lounge with its extraordinary ceiling

The ballroom, with its extraordinary ceiling

Having a home in Tavira, in the Eastern Algarve, I don’t normally devote space to local hotel reviews. But there’s always an exception, isn’t there, and this is it.

I was leafing through the East Algarve Magazine when an article on Tavira House Hotel caught my eye. I didn’t recollect seeing it and no address was supplied, but it was stated to be within the old castle walls of the town. It looked very beautiful and my curiosity was piqued. A stroll through Tavira is never a hardship, especially one with a purpose, and the hotel wasn’t too very difficult to find.

The front door was closed and I stood gazing up at the balcony, trying to get some impression of the inside. Rather taking me by surprise, a young man appeared at the window. “Would you like to come up?” he enquired. I couldn’t have been more delighted!

At number 47

I could just make out the dim outline of a chandelier

The reality was beautiful

And the gilded swans, a complete masterpiece

Casa Alice, as the house was originally called, was built in 1860 for a high-ranking Portuguese army officer. It was a maze of corridors and false walls, allegedly for hiding his many mistresses. When it was purchased by the present owner it had been uninhabited for 20 years and was in a poor state of repair. By 2006 permission had been obtained to renovate this listed and protected building. The work, over 8 years, was laborious but the finished result is a triumph.

Nuno Reis, the young hotel manager, was extremely pleasant and happy for me to look around and take photos. The only exception was the bedrooms, because the hotel was fully occupied, but an offer was extended for me to come and view one the following week. The Mediterranean Diet Fair was in full swing in the town, and the 9 bedrooms were all needed.

The folk troupe, in ‘full swing’!

Being fully engaged in the fair, I never managed a return, but the website gives a very good impression of the bedrooms, and I’m sure they’ll be of a standard with the rest of this immaculate building. They are named for flowers that grow locally and range from a small double, accented in gold, the Mimosa, to the Geranium suite at the top of the house. Beamed ceilings and a view over the rooftops of Tavira makes the latter rather special.

The dining room, with a touch of flamboyance

A snippet of the outside space

Fireplace and paneled walls

And that wonderful ceiling detail, again

Spend a little time on the website. It will tell you about the preservation of the Algarvian arched walls and the painstaking reconstruction of the unique ballroom ceiling. In the ‘Explore Tavira’ section, there’s also a link to an engaging Daily Telegraph article about the town. You don’t just have to take my word for it- it’s a beautiful place! And I would be more than happy to stay at Tavira House Hotel.

Thursday could be special

An evening’s reflection

I love a bit of drama, and I rather think Paula does too, so I thought I’d post a couple of night time/evening shots from my recent Algarve visit. Every day is special in its own way, isn’t it?

Can you feel the warmth?

Of the setting sun

Gently captured in the windows

Or the patterns on the wall

While the boats lie stranded on the river bed

I hope your Thursday is special too. You have the power to make it so. Paula thinks every Thursday’s Special. Visit her to see why.

Jo’s Monday walk : Santa Luzia

The patron saint of the village

I could wander around Santa Luzia all day and every day. So many of the houses are clothed in beautiful azulejo tiles. Just 2 km west of Tavira, this fishing village has an identity all of its own. Modern housing has been added, and a new seafront promenade since my first visit, more than 10 years ago. Yet somehow this village is timeless and defies outsiders to change its true nature. Would you like to share it with me? We’ll take just a slow walk today. There’s plenty of time.

The waterfront is where I usually start

It’s an easy place to spend time

The palm trees don’t provide much shade, but there are plenty of cafes lining the waterfront. It’s a place where you could idle away many an hour, just watching and wondering. Avenida Duarte Pacheco is the village’s main street and behind it there are only a handful of others. Getting lost really isn’t an option, but you’re welcome to try.

A typical house on Duarte Pacheco, next to a cafe

Every street has its patterns

Some adorning lovely old houses with balconies

And a protective saint

Or a family name

The street signs are lyrical (Baker’s St.)

Isn’t this just beautiful?

I’m going to be a very lazy tour guide today and simply let you wander. The details that appeal to each of us are different, aren’t they? I think you should have time to choose where to linger.

Choose a street and head inland

There’s a small square with the church

Some of the tiles have seen better days

While some houses are grander

And newly whitewashed

The whole seems to me to blend together. The locals go about their business, paying little heed to the tourists. I always venture a smile and ‘Bom dia’ and without fail there is a response.

Splashes of colour call out to me everywhere

And those details that I love

The tiles not always to my taste

But so many things please the eye

I’m going to be just a little naughty now. You remember my fondness for boats? For just 3 or 4 months in Summer a ferry runs from Santa Luzia across to the ilha, Tavira Island. It’s only a 10 minute crossing, so just about time to get comfortable. One of the nice things, though, is the opportunity it gives you to observe Santa Luzia from the water. Would you like to see? And if you’re full of energy, you can have a swift stride down the beach. I’ll be right with you!

The ferry’s in!

And away we go

Past the fishing fleet

And working boats

Across the channel of water

And we’re there!

Pulled up at the ‘ilha’

Looking back towards Tavira as the ferry departs

There’s plenty of space down at the beach

Or you could collect up umbrellas

Or maybe a quick paddle?

And then it’s back on board

And return to Santa Luzia

Not so bad, was it? Just one last look at Santa Luzia and you’ll want to eat. Casa do Polvo, at the eastern end of the front, is great if you’re an octopus fan. On some evenings you can listen to fado there too, and even join in and sing a little if the fancy takes you. Away from the front there are a number of small restaurants. Most will feed you well. It’s just a matter of taste.

Another lovely street sign

And yet more tile patterns

A collection of quirky chimney pots

And a letter box I love!

I’m hoping you enjoyed this week’s walk. Not too strenuous, was it? And the Eastern Algarve is easy on the eye, I always think?

Next week will be an English walk and very different. I’m going to my daughter’s in Nottingham next weekend and will be travelling back on the Monday. I’m going to attempt to schedule a walk. I’ve never done that before but am hoping it’s easy. If all else fails, I will be home by teatime and will post the walk then. Wish me luck!

Wow! What a week! So many fantastic entries. You’re definitely going to need a cuppa, or even two, to read your way through. I’m off to put the kettle back on. Thank you so much, everybody, for joining Jo’s Monday walk. The details are in my logo.

I simply love Drake’s Beatles walk! :

Let it be

The Botanical Garden in Zagreb is beautiful! Thanks for sharing, Paula :

Monday Walk in the Botanical Garden

And, in case you missed it, atmospheric castle ruins near Bratislava, also in Paula’s delightful company :

A walk around Devin Castle

Meg tackled a tricky one this week. All in a good cause! :

On Nerrigundah Ridge

My lovable friend Cathy is finding her way around Nanning in China. Go and say ‘hi’ please? :

A Monday morning walk on Campus

A water lily from Israel! And incredibly beautiful, thanks, Cardinal :

Water Lily Porn

Gardens! Gardens! And more lovely gardens! Thanks, Jude :

Garden Portrait : Westonbury Mill Water Gardens

Garden Portrait : Sezincote

Fabulous, aren’t they? And wait till you see Amy’s playful walk beside the river! :

Walking along the river

A town with less than 1000 residents but lots of history is Yvette’s contribution :

A walk in Scotsville, VA

And from California, please give a warm welcome to Elena :

Big Bear Lake

With a destination that keeps getting higher on my ‘must see’ list, Debbie’s sharing a real beauty! Treat yourself- say ‘hello’ :

Walking on Top of the World in Marseille

And in this topsy turvy world of ours, Pauline is beautifully immersed in Spring. Don’t miss it!

Totally immersed in the splendour of Spring

That’s it for now, folks. Have a very splendid week and happy walking!

Six word Saturday

The tents were up- show time!

The row of white tents transform the riverside

Whenever there’s a fair or an event, a sea of little white tents mushroom along the riverside at Tavira. Usually it’s confined to one bank of the river, alongside the gardens. When I saw tents lining both river banks, I knew something big was happening. The second Mediterranean Diet Fair had come to town!

Time to eat healthy!

Some of the products on display didn’t quite fit with my idea of healthy eating, but it’s all about selling as much as you can of locally produced goods. You’ll see what I mean.

Anyone got a sweet tooth?

As the sun goes down the atmosphere builds

The tents look so cute

But most people just want to eat!

Maybe sample a little chocolate?

I tasted- it was delicious!

And of course there’s cake!

And more cake!

And you’re bound to try the ginja liqueur, in a chocolate cup

It’s not just food. There are all kinds of things to buy. Owls, for instance!

Anyone have a weakness for owls?

In cork?

Or as tealights?

The cork was used for larger products too

And there were some rather strange things!

The local shopkeepers are not always so keen on these events. They take away precious customers. But most people are happy to browse a little.

Casa das Portas is ever popular

And Karisma always looks very inviting

With its pretty ceramic tiles

The chimneys are very popular tile patterns

But l especially liked this piece! How about you?

I hope you enjoyed your Saturday browse round the shops and stalls. The fair was accompanied by entertainment every evening too. What a treat! The Eastern Algarve usually is, I find.

Don’t forget to play Six word Saturday will you? Cate at Show My Face is our hostess and will tell you the ‘rules’. Have a happy weekend!

Fun with the Monkeys

No guesses where?

Have you ever been clouted around the head by a monkey? No? I hadn’t either, until last week on Gibraltar. It wasn’t a deliberate act on the monkey’s part. At least, I don’t think so! I had read the advice on not interacting with them and just letting them get on with their lives. We’re the intruders, after all. I was happy to just take a couple of shots and move on.

The problem arose when I leaned over the wall, holding tight to my camera, to take a shot of a mother and youngster just below me. Mum was busy with her fruit and the youngster desperate to get in on the act. As he squirmed about, I tried to get a good shot. Suddenly- smack! Two medium sized monkeys had galloped along the wall and straight over my head. Serves me right for leaving it in such a vulnerable place! The good news is that I didn’t drop the camera down the face of the Rock. Now that would have been a disaster! Here’s the shot I was striving for.

Not so great, is it?

Might as well show you the others

Not great at all!

So, that’s me and monkeys! Shall I tell you about the rest of the trip? It was a pre-dawn start and a four and a half hour bus ride from the Eastern Algarve. Some foolish folks at Lagos, in the western end, had boarded at 4.20am! I’m fine once I’m on board and rolling. A new panorama unfolding outside my window is always a buzz for me. I watched the sun coming up through the umbrella pines in perfect contentment.

Over the Spanish border and just past Lepe, sudden thick fog descended and I had a moment of panic. I had left the Algarve sunshine for this? Somewhere south of Seville it began to clear and my nose was then pressed hard against the window. I hadn’t been prepared for the lovely lakeside scenery around Los Barrios, when finally, there it was, up ahead- the unmistakable shape of The Rock.

It was midday and melting hot. Pedro, our affable tour guide, had arranged for minibuses to whisk us up to the heights. Truth be known, there wasn’t much whisking going on! Traffic in Gibraltar was gridlocked due to some power failure or whim of its own. It’s that kind of place! A very smiley Moroccan eventually manoeuvered us onto his minibus and we set off. Some of the Brits on the bus were very offended by the German audio commentary. I just dissolved into giggles! A comedy of errors it definitely was. It was a relief to be free of the traffic and allowed off the bus at Europa Point.

Trinity Lighthouse. Isn’t it a good-looker?

The Mosque of 2 Holy Custodians was a nice surprise

And pretty tall too!

Nope! This canon’s not real

Another surprise- the Sikorski Monument!

The Polish influence seems to get everywhere!

But the best bit was Morocco, beyond the shimmering sea

But the best part was the sight of Morocco, lying in a shimmering haze

Normally I research a destination to death before I set foot in it, but I hadn’t been sure that Gibraltar would be an option, so I arrived equipped only with a few preconceptions. Back on the minibus, I was in for a very pleasant surprise. Have you heard of St. Michael’s Cave? A natural grotto, it was apparently used during World War II as a hospital. Currently it stages a beautiful light show. There is an auditorium too for private events.

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I’m not fond of caves but it had me entranced for a little while. The views from the top of The Rock were pretty impressive too. I would have loved to whizz down on the cable car but the minibus returned us to shore level. With not a lot of time to spare, I headed for the Tourist Information Office in Casements Square to pick up a map.

Looking out from The Rock

A tree with style but not many leaves!

I might have liked a wander through the town, but the main sights had been pointed out on our way down and my next priority had to be boats. There are two marinas, one of which (Queensway) seemed to include a rather nice bathing area. No time for that, so I headed to Ocean Village, which was also in the direction of the border where I had been dropped off. Yes, it was a little glitzy and fake, but I am a complete sucker for any kind of marina. The bars and restaurants were full of happy, smiling faces- endless cocktail hour, apparently. And boats!

Just a small one- please!

Just made for strolling

Or biking

An easy one to hijack?

Definitely not the cruise ship/hotel, ‘The Sunborn’

But I’m very partial to red

Sherry, anyone?

Beware the misters!

Boat heaven!

There was just time to linger for a wrap and a glass of wine, while the misters on the corners of the umbrellas sprayed us, and the food, at regular intervals! Pedro had warned us to allow plenty of time to return from the town and pass through the border controls. There was a no.5 bus but it seemed far more adventurous to walk back across the airport runway. I had hoped to see a plane landing and I was in luck. Barely had I crossed the runway than sirens sounded and the barriers came down. Such an air of anticipation! I shuffled my feet and gazed expectantly with the rest of the crowd. Ten or fifteen minutes passed. I awaited the heavy drone of engines and a rush of wings.

Eventually there was a tiny humming sound. My vision is not the very best and I had to peer quite hard to see the incoming flight. I barely just caught it on camera.

Can you spot it?

I’m sure that I missed lots, but I got a flavour of the place, which is all that a visit like this can give. Was it what I expected? Mostly, yes. A little crazy, but with a certain charm.

Jo’s Monday walk : Ilha da Culatra

Shall we start with a ferry ride?

This week’s walk is on the island of Culatra, so you’ll have the added bonus of a ferry ride- always irresistible to me. But for those of you who are poor sailors, let me assure you of gentle, calm waters. I referred briefly to Culatra in my I is for Ilhas (islands) post and I thought it might be time to take a closer look. I think you might like it.

Departure points for the ilha are from the city of Faro, the Algarve’s capital, or from the nearby fishing town, Olhão. It’s a short 30 minute sailing from the latter. The ferries depart at 9.00, 11.00, 15.00 and 17.00, so what are we waiting for? Don’t forget your sunscreen, and flip-flops will be just fine for this trip.

Is this water flat enough for you?

There's always someone who likes to make waves!

There’s always someone who likes a little fun!

Here we are, at the first port of call already!

The ferry docks first at the eastern end of the island, with a busy little marina, the church and a couple of restaurants. If you like you can get off here and walk along to Farol, but I like to stay on till the second stop, 10 minutes later. As the ferry chugs alongside the island, the lighthouse for which the settlement is named looms larger. Often your flight path into the Algarve will carry you over the islands and you have an aerial view of Farol.

Almost there…

Closer!

And we’re disembarking!

Ok, so you’ve indulged me the watery stuff. Thank you! Now it’s time to stroll a little. You’ve probably guessed what we’ll be going to see, haven’t you?

It’s visible wherever you look

Not quite hiding behind the beach houses

Even on the tiles!

Unless you deliberately look the other way

There are plenty of beguiling sights

Palms and pretty houses

And pathways to explore

But eventually you come face to face!

The lighthouse is situated on a rocky headland, above a small beach, crowded with locals on a weekend. Continue past that and you have seemingly endless sand. Off with those flip-flops and away you paddle!

A good situation?

Are you paddling?

I think that’s a wreck out at sea?

After a while you will see a sign board pointing inland and a boardwalk. This is your cue to put the flip-flops back on and follow it, over some low dunes. You will see the first port where the ferry docked ahead in the distance. Arguably the best bit of the walk starts now. As you approach the village the path becomes lined with an array of beach houses and their gardens. All shapes and colours are represented- some tasteful, others… well, let’s say interesting.

The boardwalk

Across the dunes

It’s not as far as it looks

Till you come to the Social Centre

And the first of the beach houses

Closely followed by…

Many more

With their attendant bougainvillea

Did I mention tasteful? Quirky, maybe

Lots of pink

And assorted pots

Now you’re back at the marina, with its host of little fishing vessels. There are several small bars and restaurants where you can blend in with the locals while you await your return ferry. The ticket office only opens 10 minutes before the boat is due, but you might well have bought a return- ide e volta. The ferry will stop again at Farol so you can do this walk in either direction, or both ways if you’re keen!

A motley medley of containers

And numerous working vessels

Some very nifty ones

And the odd bike

It’s a busy spot

The church is at this end of the island, too

Watched over by Our Lady of Fatima

Then it’s farewell to Culatra

And hello Olhao!

I hope you didn’t mind the boat ride too much? One of my favourite things about the Algarve is the number of ferry rides I can take. My husband rather meanly keeps count and sometimes I’m rationed! There were 8 boat rides this visit. (that’s there and back, of course)

Many thanks for your time and your company. Will you join me next week on a Monday walk? The details are on my walks page or just click on the logo below.

Now for the good stuff! Time to put the kettle on and read my ‘shares’.

I didn’t have Alesund on my ‘list’ till I saw this post. I do now! Thank you, Cardinal :

The City Center of Alesund

Show me a walk by a river? I’m hooked! Thanks, Drake :

Other side of the river

Pauline keeps revealing interesting facets of Canberra :

Inner city chic : I’m loving Canberra

If you’re a lover of tranquility you can’t fail to love Amy’s garden :

Portland Japanese Garden

You’ll love this walk with Jude too. It’s on level ground for one thing! :

Wild Rye

One last nostalgic stroll with Sylvia… But, don’t worry- she’ll be back to visit family. Here’s to new beginnings, Ad! :

One last nostalgic walk before we leave this paradise

And now, meet Ana. I’m sure she’s known to many of you and I’m so happy she has joined us this week :

A guided history walk of Guildford

And last but never, ever least, Yvette is back! Have you been to West Point, Virginia? You’ll enjoy this visit. :

West Point, VA

Thanks again to all my contributors. Have a happy week!

Six word Saturday

I’m back, but where to start?

Maybe with where I’ve just been?

You recognise it, of course!

With a bridge you must have seen before

And its companion, the Military Bridge

Now sporting a love lock or two

So pretty at sunset!

With a caipirinha, maybe?

In the Praca da Republica

Or a meal at my favourite restaurant, ‘A Taska’

Some fine entertainment in the square

And a whirlwind of folk dance!

Followed by a stroll home in the moonlight

And that’s just a beginning! I hope you will excuse me but I have so much catching up to do this weekend, along with my normal chores. I should just about be ready for our Monday walk.

Have a happy weekend, won’t you? I’ll be round as soon as possible. Meantime, are you playing Six word Saturday? Visit Cate at Show My Face to see how it’s done.

Six word Saturday

Five places to go back to

Sagrada Familia in Barcelona

I was invited a while ago by Booked.net to take part in their promotion and maybe have the chance to win myself an iPhone6. All I had to do was write a post about 5 places I would be happy to go back to. It’s a tempting idea and it just happens to work well with my Six word Saturday.

Barcelona had to be on my list. Gaudi’s work left me speechless (and you should know, that’s not easy to do!) and I would be more than happy to revisit Parc Guell. The main reason for going back would have to be to observe the progress of the incredible Sagrada Familia. It’s not due for completion for a number of years yet so I shall postpone my revisit a while.

The lovely location of The Vintage Hotel on the banks of the Douro

Somewhere far more serene than Barcelona, the Douro region of Portugal made a lasting impression on me. Using Porto as a base, I had only a couple of days to explore the natural beauty of this landscape. The highlight for me was cruising back from Peso da Regua along the Douro River, the vineyards rolling away on either shore. I am quite determined to return some day and stay in one of the hillside villages where I can savour the pure, clear air. (and maybe sample the grape) Springtime, with the blossom all around me, would be ideal. Or Autumn, when all those vines turn wine red!

The frocks shimmered in the dark and then began to change colour

Shimmering frocks at Lumiere 2013, in Durham Cathedral

The city of Durham is right on my doorstep, and I return to it again and again. The University and student population make it a lively place and there’s always an event of some kind going on. Currently the Cathedral is fund raising via their Buy a Lego Brick campaign. I did, of course, and it’s fun to return and see the project grow.

If you really want to see something special, you should time your visit for Lumiere. This event only takes place once every two years, the next being November 2015. It’s a long way off, but put it in your diary. I’ll be there!

The view from the cafe in magnificent Musee d’Orsay, Paris

How could I not include my new love, Paris, in my list? I wandered far and wide around the city and found nothing to disappoint. Even sitting on the top deck of an open top bus with the rain streaming down my neck didn’t seem so bad in Paris! The wonders of Versailles and Monet’s incredible garden at Giverny will stay with me forever but I would love to go back. I don’t really think it matters how or when.

The Algarve, a place where my spirit soars

My last choice won’t come as a surprise to anyone who knows me, and I’m returning there on Monday. The Algarve is where I am at peace with the world. I have spent endless hours wandering on its beaches, and hope to spend many more. Tavira feels like home to me, and that’s always a reason for going back. It’s time for another glass or two of port in this beautiful riverside setting. I’d love it if you could join me there some day.

I won’t be around for Six Word Saturday next week. I’ll be wandering on one of those beaches! But I hope you’ll still join Cate at Show My Face.

One of the entry conditions of the Booked.net promotions was to name 5 other bloggers to participate. I’m not sure if we’re out of time but my nominations would be Le chic en Rose, lolawi, Behind the Story, Stranger in USA and Hey Jude.

“Booked.net – Top Destinations to Go There”

restlessjo

Roaming, at home and abroad

Portugal

Jo’s Monday walk : Along the shore

Festival of leaves- week 2

Tavira House Hotel

Thursday could be special

Jo’s Monday walk : Santa Luzia

Six word Saturday

The tents were up- show time!

Fun with the Monkeys

Jo’s Monday walk : Ilha da Culatra

Six word Saturday

I’m back, but where to start?

Six word Saturday

Five places to go back to

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