We went kayaking this morning, and our guide, Marielo, is from Brazil and lives in Lisbon most of the year, working in Lagos during the summer. He led a group of 16 of us along the coast in two-person kayaks, in and out of grottos as he pointed out different animals you could see in the rock formations, like a camel and an elephant. The kids were grossed out when we were in one particular grotto and Marielo pointed at a hole through which you could see a beach.
“They call this ‘lovers cove’ because that beach through the hole is a nude beach. When the tide is high, the lovers swim through the hole and make love on that rock.” Edwin quickly glanced at said rock and shifted in his seat. He later said that was gross.
We pulled our kayaks up onto a beach at the end of the trip and had some time to swim and hang out before being towed back in two lines hooked front to back. They really make it easy on you because you don’t have to paddle against the current.
This afternoon, Peggy and her husband and their blond, curly headed daughter came to unclog a drain and brought us fresh chicken and duck eggs from their farm.
It was a beautiful day.
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