Vila Nova de Milfontes

Technically we are still in the Alentejo, although we are further south and west. We have come for the ocean and the beaches; so have thousands of others. 'Tis the season, after all. Our accommodation at Casa do Adro is right in the middle of the old town. The streets are very narrow and parking is an art form, best done with a vehicle of no value. We managed to find an ideal parking spot for our little Audi right outside the house the first night. It was such a shame that we were going to have to give it up. Casa do Adro is amazing. Shortly after our arrival, one of the ladies showed up at our door with a pot of tea and two giant slices of chocolate cake. We didn't need it, but we ate it. It was the first time in seven months that Lynda has eaten such a decadent (gluten based) dessert. It was delicious. We went out for dinner and consumed the couvert (bread, cheese and olives), then ate three more tapas plates. By the time we left the restaurant, we were stuffed. After a peaceful night's sleep, we went up to the terrace and were stunned by a massive breakfast. We ate 3/4 of a fresh fruit platter, scrambled eggs, cheese, meat and toast. We were also served freshly squeezed orange juice and cafe com leite. How is it possible to consume so much food after eating such a big dinner? We aren't sure, but we know our first Bikram yoga class at the end of August will be a painful one.

There are several beaches within walking distance, but they are very crowded and after being on the farm for nine days we are feeling a bit claustrophobic. We borrowed some beach towels and an umbrella from our consummate hostess, Idalia, and drove to Praia de Malhao. It was north of town, down a dirt track, but the views were stupendous and the people few. We spent the rest of the day there, then returned to town. Craig is getting very brown. Soon he will be mistaken for a native Portuguese. We located a parking spot fairly close to the Casa (at the end of a short street), said a prayer, and walked away. Waiting for us was more tea and chocolate cake. We took it up to the terrace, helped ourselves to a small box of raspberries in the guest fridge, and called it dinner. 

Tomorrow we have to leave Idalia's B and B for another one up the road. Unfortunately, she was already fully booked. We understand why she is rated number one on Trip Advisor. Her hospitality goes well beyond the standard expectations, even without chocolate cake!

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