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Showing posts with label Portugal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portugal. Show all posts

15 January 2018

Lagos & Faro, 5th-15th January 2018

This year's winter sun choice was Portugal, specifically Lagos. When I think Lagos, I think Nigeria, but there is one in Portugal too. To reach it, you can hire a shuttle from the airport in Faro. GreenBus cost €45 via MyTransfer.com (for two people), taking slightly over an hour (mainly because they avoid the motorway due to tolls, taking congested side streets instead). The weather is OK in January, though you do get the occasional windy downpour. Lagos seascapes and beaches are beautiful either way, as is the surrounding area, like Sagres an hour along the coast

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My apartment was at Dona Ana Garden, for the ridiculously cheap price of €28 (for a double bed, so that's between two). January may be colder and wetter, but that's a massive saving on the €120 you can pay in peak season. Plus there's a heated outdoor swimming pool. The reason I went for Lagos was because I had a jiu jitsu contact there, having met him at last year's Heidelcamp. There is nothing in the way of engaging cultural sights in Lagos, but it does boast some beautiful scenery. The beaches are magnificent, replete with a bizarre seascape of isolated rocky pillars and a range of grottoes swirling with foamy water.

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The best grotto of all is the Ponta da Piedade. Down a long flight of stairs, you're treated to a close-up view of crashing waves pounding against the rocks, surging through caves and gullies all around you, as well as that same glorious view of the sea. The only thing missing is a beach, but you can get that a short walk away, down from the O Camilo restaurant.

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I met up with Jeff for some BJJ on Friday morning. He trains in Lagos at the Shinobi Academy, which is right by the Dona Ana Beach. Until doing a coastal walk, I didn't realise that there is a much easier way to get to the Shinobi Academy, heading in from the coast. You can also go in through the main bit of the Interlagos complex (in which the academy is located), but to reach the gate by the swimming pool, I think it's quicker to go in from near the beach. Although either way, it isn't a long walk. Once you're in the swimming pool bit, the academy is by that spiral staircase, on the first floor. It's worth getting in touch with Jeff or the school owner Colin if you need directions.

Colin runs a cool Instagram channel and YouTube vlog that documents what he's been doing each day, with soaring drone views of the area. He decided to interview me as part of that day's vlog, which was fun. I'm always happy to talk about myself after all, as you can see from the literally millions of words I've written on this blog 😉. See below for the embedded vid, edited from the full version on the Shinobi Vlog:



Near where we were staying, there was a handy Spar on Estrada da Ponta da Piedade, which also has an affordable cafe in it. For tasty cakes, the Pastelaria Gombá on R. Candido dos Reis will only set you back around €1.30 for a cake or €1 for a pastel de nata (you can get them cheaper, but they're meant to be particularly good at Gombá).

FARO

I got my art fix in Faro, at the Museu Municipal. It's free to enter on a Sunday before 2pm (though I think the normal price us cheap anyway). It's house in a 16th century convent, with some well preserved Roman artefacts. The highlight of downstairs is a large mosaic of Oceanus, missing the bottom half of his head.

The paintings are upstairs, mostly late 18th and 19th century by unnamed artists, though there is a selection of 1962 figurative work by a Portuguese artist, Carlos Filipe Porfirio (1895-1970). The strange dog-like creature I've included (if you swipe left a few times) is The Bellowing Vixen. It comes from an Algarve folk tale of bad omens, announced by the titular doggy vixen type thing. 😃

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Of the main room, featuring late Baroque work from Italy and Spain among other places, my favourites were a piece featuring a small dog in the corner, an expressive St Jerome and a slightly homoerotic St Sebastian (who I find often has that kind of vibe 😉). The dog intrigued me, as while dogs in art pre 20th century are primarily there to symbolise fidelity, it made me think that dogs are outside of time.

Whatever the period of painting, a dog looks like a dog. Unlike the surrounding figures, there is nothing to indicate the time or location if you just look at a (hu)man's best friend. As the gallery was quiet and they don't ban photos, I could do my own rambling audio guide. Meaning I can be pretentious in text AND audio, hooray! 😜

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Along with finding what looks like the perfect blouse to coordinate with my pink leopard print gloves, I also found the most Bristol-esque place to eat in town, Padaria Urbana. They do a delicious range of 'urban toast' and awesome smoothies, quite affordable too. I had a smoothie with milk, apple, cinnamon, oatmeal, linseed, chia and honey (€3.20). Very hipster, but also tasty. The toasts range from the equivalent of a few slices up to a massive metre long version. Sounds like a good option for feeding 3 or 4 people at once: either way, best meal I had in Portugal, although the calamari at O Camilo was pretty good too.

08 May 2015

Porto, 1st-8th May 2015

Last time I went to Portugal, it was a typical sun and sea holiday, on the Algarve coast. In 2015, the cultural prospects were far better. In an echo of our trip to the Sherry Triangle in Spain several years ago, my friend and I decided to wander through the wine lodges of Porto drinking the eponymous fortified wine the city is known for, along with a well regarded museum or two. From the airport, take line E on the Metro (there are about five lines): it took us about thirty minutes to get to Bolhão, paying around €4.


The only downside to Porto was the merciless rain beating down for much of the week, for roughly half our Portuguese experience. After we flew in from Bristol (easyjet have just opened up a new route, around £65 when we booked), we headed to the Metro directly from the airport. Once we had dropped of our bags at the hostel, that gave us the scope to do some (rather wet) exploring.

It turned out that 1st May is a holiday in Portugal, so a lot of the museums and the like were closed. Instead, it became a bit of a shopping day, not something I'm used to on holiday. My friend often buys shoes from Portugal (this was her third or fourth trip, IIRC), so shoe shops figured prominently, as did the Kiko make-up brand. I should say she's definitely not as girly as that combination sounds. ;)

I picked up some shoes myself, from Sport Zone in the Via Caterina mall, as I've been on the look-out to replace my well-used Scramble Mint shoes (the grip has almost gone, making it risky to walk anywhere muddy or in wet weather). I'm still breaking in the Berg Archerfish, but hopefully they will be up to the job.

In the mall we also got our first taste of what is apparently a famous Porto dish, the francescinha. It means 'little French thing' and is essentially a croque monsieur that's been down the gym and pumped a lot of weights. Beef, spicy sausage, loads of cheese, two big chunks of bread and all doused in a hot beer sauce: it's a great way to fuel up for all the walking you'll be doing in Porto.

Port in Porto

On Saturday, we set off across the river to check out the port lodges, the first of multiple port-based excursions. There are a lot to choose from, mostly clustered around the bottom of the bridge, but a number are also set further back from the river. Before you go to the lodges, it is worth checking out the Museu do Vinho de Porto (Port Wine Museum), free on Sundays from 10:00-14:00. There is lots of information, filled with comfortable armchairs, very welcome as we were hiding from the rain. I wouldn't have paid to go in, as it's not especially impressive, but a pleasant way to brush up on your port knowledge if you arrive near a Sunday.

We decided on Graham's to start our port lodge tour, a hefty walk away but well worth it. Probably due to the necessity of a long walk, it wasn't super busy, though the restaurant at the front was doing a good trade. Note that the first entrance you come to is for that restaurant. It extends a long way: if you are looking to go on a tour, walk all the way around the building. That takes you into a large reception area. They'll send you to watch a short film first (which we missed, but it's all repeated on the tour anyway), then take you down into the cellars (somewhat confusingly, that's caves in Portuguese).


Graham's isn't the oldest of the port companies, starting off in 1820, but it is still in family hands rather than shareholders, albeit not the Graham family. Instead, it was bought by the Symingtons, who first began working for the company in 1882. Interestingly, they still have barrels of port from that year. So far, they've opened one, which they sell in E5,500 bottles. A single barrel does over 600 bottles, with two barrels left.

The tour only had six people on it, so chatting with the tour guide was a relaxed affair. Either way, we had two inquisitive Germans in the group: my mother's people can generally be relied upon to put forward some incisive questions. These two asked pretty much everything we wanted to know, handily. That was followed by the climax of the tour, the tasting. At Graham's, the cheapest option is the €8 'classic' tasting, which gets you three generous glasses of port.

From what I understood, there are several varieties of port, varying depending on the year and how it is kept after being picked and crushed. A 'vintage' is from a single harvest, put straight into the barrel after the authorities declare that year a vintage (which only happens a few times a decade). It can then age for a long time: the 1882 barrel was opened 130 years later, for example. A 'ruby' goes into the bottle sooner from large barrels, getting a glorious red colour and fruity taste. The 'tawny' is from smaller barrels and takes on more of the woody colour, but still sweet. Then there is the misleadingly named 'Late Bottled Vintage' (LBV). This is actually a non-vintage year, left in the barrel longer so that it can mature before being bottled, hence the 'late' part.

Sandemans is the most commercial of the port producers we visited. Its memorable logo and prominent position on the riverfront attracted the largest tour group, with well over fifty people crammed in around me as we wandered through the cellars. It was cheaper than Graham's at €6, but you only get two glasses of port to taste. The famous logo was created in 1928, a silhouette of a Zorro-esque figure in a hat and cape. The cape sadly does not come from Zorro, but rather the graduation attire of Portuguese students. Those students were a very visible group during our trip, because we arrived right when they were all completing their studies (they celebrate with a massive parade). The logo's hat relates to sherry, apparently, another Sandemans product. Like several of the other port companies, it was founded by a Scot, but is now owned by some large conglomerate.

My favourite port lodge was Ramos Pinto. Set up by Adriano Pinto, who wanted to make it super extravagant, but couldn't get permission. He therefore painted the building yellow to stand out. They are known for their marketing, but sadly no pictures are allowed: a guard walks behind you to check. There was a special port created for for the church, bizarrely, with a cardinals hat. Some of the aforementioned posters were decidedly saucy, especially Leopold Metlicovitz's 1908 'temptation' design, so I'm not sure how Pinto managed to get that past the presumably strict censors (given Portugal was a very Catholic country). There was also some androgyny, again perhaps a little surprising for 1926 (according to the footnote in the book, that's when René Vincent created it, though I've seen other sources say 1940).

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The tour itself was not all that impressive, particularly compared to Graham's, but the content was magnificent as well as unique among the four lodges we visited. Rather than just lots of barrels and bottles, you get a museum full of interesting commercial art. The late 19th and early 20th Century posters are worthy of inclusion in a gallery. I would have liked to learn more about them, but unfortunately the book sold in the gift shop is in Portuguese only. Nevertheless, I could work out footnotes and references to the paintings I wanted to investigate, a useful starting point. I enjoyed Joana Carvalho's 2013 riposte to the rather sexist temptation poster, flipping the genders: I'm assured this was indeed used as part of a marketing campaign.

Although we didn't do the tour, we did have a great meal at Taylor's. There's a fantastic view of Porto from the window, along with excellent food. Taylor's also have a connection to the five star hotel nearby. I've got no intention of splashing out on five star accommodation, but you can still enjoy the luxurious hotel bar. There's an even better view here, on the terrace. I got myself an affordable hot chocolate, which came with all sorts of small snacks (I especially like the wasabi).

Other Sights

We finished off Saturday at Igres de Sao Francisco, a now deconsecrated monastery and church. There are lots of bones there in a weird crypt thing that looks vaguely '60s, but is from the 19th Century. Creepily, you can look at the bones below you via a transparent sheet that forms the floor. The Palazzo Bolsa is worth a look too. There are a number of beautiful murals, late 19th/early 20th, fitting with the medievalism that was broadly popular at the time (best exemplified in the UK by the Pre Raphaelite Brotherhood).

The highlight of the trip for me, as usual, was an art gallery (free on Sunday mornings). As I've said repeatedly over the years, my taste in art is largely limited to 1450-1750, making an exception for the Pre-Raphaelites. I may finally have to expand that, as I've increasingly realised how much I like art deco and art noveau. The examples of 19th Century Portuguese art were also appealing. That was very much the focus of the museum: though it advertises itself as having art from several centuries, it's a tiny selection. In the three or so hours we were there, I only saw three paintings that were pre-19th Century.

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Henrique Pousão was probably my favourite. Augusto Roquemont, the son of a German prince, was appealing too, as was Aurelia de Souza. Unfortunately the information on the artists was limited, unless you happen to read Portuguese. The information captioning the paintings was sparse too, just the name of the painter and occasionally the date. Still, given it is free to enter, that's to be expected. If you take it slow, you can spend a pleasant two and a half hours here looking through the collection, which includes some fine sculpture too. Hopefully in the future they might bring in some books in English.

21 October 2012

Portugal: 14th - 21st October 2012

Last year's trip to Malta, with its broad range of historical attractions, was a holiday geared towards my interests. This year, we decided on something more to my friend's holiday priorities: plenty of sunshine and a good beach. Her choice was Olhos de Agua in Portugal, on the resort-rammed Algarve. October is a little out of season, so fortunately it was less crowded, if still busy.

The Hotel Agua Marinha is about a fifteen minute walk from the sandy pleasures of Olhos de Agua, but that also means it is considerably cheaper than staying right by the beach: our package deal worked out at about £12 a night. It is only a two star hotel, but the staff are friendly, the rooms are clean and the service is good.

If you're a beach fiend like my friend, then I can recommend Olhos de Agua. The sand is excellent, there are plenty of facilities nearby and you can also opt for shade if you'd like, due to the many rock formations scattered around the shore. There are cliffs surrounding the beach too, along with extensive clumps of stone that appear before noon when the tide is still out. Fans of rockpools should be well pleased, but be careful as you could get stuck once the tide comes back in.

In terms of food, near our hotel (which is technically in Torre de Medronheira rather than Olhos de Agua itself) I would suggest eating at Adega do Zé round the corner. Their four course set menus (starter, main, dessert and coffee, though the portions are not huge) are very affordable at €7.50. By the beach, my favourite was Restaurante Tamarillo: you can get a reasonably sized margherita pizza for €5.50, perfect to share between two.

At the other end of the scale, avoid the chewy steaks at Restaurante Arraiolos, which again is close to the Agua Marinha. You'll also need to be aware that the bread and olives some eateries provide at the start of a meal are not free, so unless you make a point of declining them they will appear on your bill.

Most of the week was spent on the beach either reading or building sand castles. Still, there were two exceptions, when we jumped on the bus to two of the nearby cities. The main bus company appears to be Eva, with trips costing about €5 each way: there is apparently some kind of tourist pass, if you're planning on a lot of journeys. We started off with Albufeira, which doesn't have a huge amount going on besides more beaches, hotels and food (though there were some cool sand sculptures, both in town and on the beach). Note that the last bus back to Olhos de Agua is at 19:30, plus the main bus station is several kilometres out of town.

The second trip later in the week was rather more interesting, checking out the Algarve's capital, Faro. This is where you'll probably fly in, but as the guidebook said, it is worth stopping for a look around if you have the time. The bus from Olhos de Agua takes over an hour due to stopping at various random golf clubs, so best to bring a book. If you rent a car or take a taxi, it will take less than half the time. Once you arrive, there are three main attractions to check out.

Faro's cathedral costs €3 to enter and encompasses a number of baroque altarpieces, along with a small museum (mostly vestments and a few grizzled reliquaries) and a bell tower. The view from the latter reveals that Faro is surrounded by wetlands, which looked particularly marshy due to the drab weather on the day we visited, but I would assume normally looks suitably idyllic.

The Carmelite Church is arguably just as good inside, but a little cheaper at a mere €1. Entry is through a side door which looks distinctly non-churchy, so you may miss it at first. Unusually, the chapel at the back draws upon its surrounding cemetery for building material. The remains of 1243 monks have been arranged into walls and ceiling, so that lots of carefully spaced skulls surrounded by assorted bones stare down at you from all sides. Being a geek, I was strongly reminded of something similar I saw in a computer game, but I can't remember which one. Possibly The Bard's Tale II?

Finally, the Archaeological Museum (now known as the Municipal Museum) is surprisingly extensive given that it only costs €2 to get in. The centrepiece is a mosaic of the sea-god Oceanus, which is quite well-preserved apart from a missing strip just under his chin. There is more Roman material in another room, mainly pillars arranged to show how they would look in situ, along with a few funerary inscriptions.

Upstairs I was excited to see that there was a hefty selection of art, starting with a series of paintings from 1962 by Faro native Carlos Felipe Porfirio (1895-1970). I'm not generally a fan of art past about 1700, with a few exceptions: Porfirio's work is not among them. Still, it was interesting to see something with a local connection. Each painting was based on folktales borne from the Algarve's Moorish past, which seemed to follow a pattern of 'Moorish woman is scorned in some way, supernatural stuff happens as a result'.


The next room boasted sixty religious paintings from rather earlier, mostly dating from around the 16th and 17th centuries. There was a heavy Italian influence, with a focus on the depiction of various Catholic saints. Unfortunately, from a visitor perspective the gallery is far too dark, though no doubt that is important for the preservation of the paintings.

Just as with Malta, I had originally made plans to do some BJJ training, but also like Malta, an injury picked up back in the UK meant I had to scrap that idea. I also totally failed to give my limited Portuguese a try beyond 'obrigado', 'bom dia' and 'fala inglês'. Next time I'm in Portugal, or when I make it to Brazil, I'll hopefully be both braver and more linguistically capable. ;)