Memories of Portugal.

Had a wee break in Portugal recently to re-charge the batteries. Here I am slowly roasting despite my factor 30 suncream! Most of the holiday was spent quietly - at the beach and by the pool reading a book (got through one and a half in the week - an Irish one called 'Odds on Love by Fran O'Brien - an easy holiday read - and the meatier, grittier 'Gone Baby Gone' by Dennis Lehane) However, I am not content to sit still for too long and so took a bus tour one day which took me to the highest pint of the Algarve and the most South Westerly tip of Europe, as well as to several picturesque towns.
Above is the view from my apartment, while below is the vista from the the mountains.
And here is a bird of prey up close - one of the many features at Zoo Marine , which I visited one day. There was also an impressive dolphin show, seals, an aquarium (including sharks) and even pools for those who wanted to cool off.
It was so great to experience the heat, see the blue skies, eat al fresco and fervently wish that it could be like that at home upon my return. Alas, I have been sorely let down by the latter. What astonishlingly shocking weather we have had ever since. I live for summer - and constantly get my hopes up, only to have them cruely dashed. Come on, Big Guy in the Sky - our winters are looooonnnngggg enough - please compensate us with a few golden rays!!!!!