Fai Tira Blog Monday  05/10 

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 Fai Tira heads back down the river.

We are now in a place called Vila Real De Santo Antonio. We are on a marina at the mouth of the river.  We had a lovely trip back down the river after a early start to catch the outgoing tide.  The sun came up over the hills to give us spectacular views of the river and surrounding countryside. 

Vila Real is a city designed on a grid system a bit like New York but without any skyscrapers and it about a hundredth of the size, so it not like New York at all.  The original town was destroyed in the massive earthquake and tidal wave of 1755. It has cobbled streets with wide avenues leading to open squares. 

John and Dee made the decission to fly back to England to see a close relation who is very ill.  We went into town had a bite to eat before we said our goodbyes and they headed off to the railway station to catch a train to Faro airport. 

I had been invited back to Casa Mocho Pete and Linda’s gorgeous villa for the night so a quick phone call to hem confirmed I could take my washing with me.  Thanks Linda.

Sunday saw me packing my bag of washing and a pair of swimmers and I set off on the train to Faro.  It was a lovely trip along the coast and only cost €4.5 witch was great value. 

Pete, Linda and their friend Simon were waiting for me in the station bar.  We then met up with Colin and Max and the kids and did a tour of Faro’s designer shops.  Luckily for Pete and Colin they were all shut J so a tour of the old city within the castle was called for.  No one was about and we even had a problem finding a bar open!!!

We eventually headed off back to Casa Mocho via a supermarket.  Straight into the pool, it was great the water warm and the sun still hot.  After the dip the prawns that we previously purchased were served up with a nice dip and white wine.  Very nice and congenial until the wasps found us, hundreds of the bloody things.  Lots of thrashing of swatters saw a big pile of dead ones on the floor.  We retired to the house to escape the bussing foray.  We had a nice evening after the wasps had all gone to bed.  The children also went to bed followed shortly by the rest of us.  Night Night. 

Bye for now. 

Pete, John and Dee