Cascais
On this morning we headed out to a small fishing coastal village named Cascais. After some street markets and churros we walked along the pier to the "Boca do Inferno".
Evidently, it was still Christmastime with the poinsettias on the left and Santa's reindeer on the right.
There wasn't much to see inside the fort even with the help of these teensy binoculars unless you count the 8 blonds on top.
We eventually arrived on this roof, I mean at the Boca do Inferno.
And here is the "Mouth of Hell".
The pool in the foreground, had several large starfish simply just hanging out and the kids followed suit.
of a wave?
What was that?
The kids never allowed themselves to get bored.
We didn't stay too long in Cascais because it was New Year's eve and we still had an hour drive north to our next lodging.
Lourinha
This was the view by the time we arrived. |
Areia Branca Beach Hostel
This is the house we rented for the next 3 days.
This was the view from the porch. The week before we arrived, the water had apparently covered this entire beach and washed out the bridge.
New Year's Eve
New Year's Day
The Atlantic was too cold to play in so the kids had to find something else to do.
And this is what they did.....
....for most of the morning, over and over again!
....for most of the morning, over and over again! |
Óbidos
That evening, after checking to see if there were any castles in the vicinity we found one in Óbidos. The name "Óbidos" stems from the Latin term oppidum, meaning "citadel", or "fortified city". |
In the background is the Amoreira Aqueduct of Óbidos, built at the command of Queen Catarina of Austria in 1575. |
The
water was carried 3 km across extensive vineyards and orchards and came to provide water in the town's
main fountains.
This is the entrance to the city. We very rarely see Christmas stockings in Spain and we were surprised to see them here.
The
water was carried 3 km across extensive vineyards and orchards and came to provide water in the town's
main fountains.
We were even more surprised to see flying dresses just inside the entrance.
Óbidos is one of Portugal's most classic walled settlements and holds centuries of history within it's walls.
Óbidos is one of Portugal's most classic walled settlements and holds centuries of history within it's walls.
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We wasted no time climbing and anxiously walking the ramparts. Notice we are hugging the wall in avoidance of the sheer tree top height rail-less cliff side. |
We had a fantastic view of the aqueduct, the cemetery and our car from the ramparts. |
As if we weren't nervous enough, we ascended even higher for an even more fantastic view. |
Most of the view was fantastic. Just don't look down! |
From then
until 1883, the town of Óbidos was offered by princes to their brides and was the
property of the queens of Portugal.
These walls take approximately 2 hours to walk. |
We descended from the ramparts about 2/3 of the way around as it was nearly dark. The castle in the background is now only used as a hotel. |
Right in front of the Plaza of the church were "chestnuts roasting on an open fire". - Nice shirt, right?
Unpredictably, across from the Church was a Lego exhibit.
Unpredictably, across from the Church was a Lego exhibit.
It was a nice contrast to all the history for the kids.
It was a nice contrast to all the history for the kids.
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Peniche
The next morning we headed a few minutes north to Peniche, a peninsula known for its long windy beaches, and it's supertubo waves. |
It's waves are considered by many as being the best in Europe. Some
call the supertubo the "European Pipeline".
The water felt cold to everyone except for Kaiya.
It was very chilly after playing in the water and we only had a couple of small towels among us. Everyone was happy to get into our sun warmed vehicles after we were done. |
Once in our warm vehicles we drove along and explored the peninsula's coastline.
On the left is one of Peniche's old forts.
This place was a child's dream or at least mine when I was a child.
Perhaps this doesn't look so scary now but wait until you've seen the next picture.
Morgan was right there on the edge of this cliff. Nau dos Corvos is the name of the rock formation on the left. |
We all took our turn on the edge. Look how brave I am!
Kaiya took her time!
Kamree took some mild prodding. |
But look at her now!
Look at that Girl Power!
As you can see we really enjoyed ourselves here.
Rachelle was the bravest of us all!
We inevitably had to head back to the cold hostel and the heated rocks for our last night in Portugal.
We headed out early the next morning for what would have been a 6-7 hour drive home had we not stopped along the way.
Caceres, Spain
This was our third time in Caceres, so we only briefly meandered through the old town.
This old stone town seems to be made out of only rocks.
The town is in much need of some color! -Thanks Rachelle.
Here are more rocks. |
and more rocks.
This is the (flooded basement) cistern of the Caceres Museum.
This spectacular Moorish cistern was "restructured" in the 15th century. It still stores rainwater which is collected in the Renaissance patio that covers it.
This spectacular Moorish cistern was "restructured" in the 15th century. It still stores rainwater which is collected in the Renaissance patio that covers it.
It was the end of the trip and surprisingly some still smiled for the camera. |
We then parted ways and headed home.
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