Portugal & Southern Spain trip – Day 15-18, May 24th-28th….The Algarve & Home

We woke up to gnats/fleas everywhere…horrible…we sprayed again, choked on the poisonous fumes and realised the apartment was infested. After a quick breakfast we drove to Santa Eulalia Beach. With a carpark and hotel on the edge of the sand, it looked lovely. We pitched our beach chairs on the edge of the soft sand and the firmer wet sand. Here we took up residency, on the narrow strip. A few people were in the sea, which according to their squeals was very cold and it was also a steep drop so we decided to enjoy the sun in the dry…….That is until a big wave came and we both jumped up rescuing handbag and camera bag from the surf!!!! What a pair of muppets we are as we made a hasty retreat a yard or two higher up the beach.

As it looked as if we were going to be sat in the water again, we returned to the car and headed to the apartments hotel swimming pool. It was wonderfully empty with some good shaded sun-loungers…a lovely afternoon.

In the evening we headed back to the Golf resort across the road again. This time I had Grilled Veal…..or so it said on the menu, actually it was a really nice sirloin steak, with sweet potato fries and roasted vegetables, all for €18 . John had grilled tuna with sweet roasted potatoes and a tomato relish for €13.

Over the next couple of days we did much the same, sleep, sunbathe, eat and repeat. We had a drive into Albufeira and we found a nice ice cream place on the beach. We ate at the same place each night….alternating between sea bass, tuna and steak, we shared a different salad as a starter each night ….it was a really pleasant restaurant….even though I managed to trip up an unnoticed step and skid seal like along the mosaic floor on my boobs !!!!!! Ouch !!!! But it didn’t deter us from going, the service was good, the food was excellent and the price was reasonable….we couldn’t have asked for more.

Our apartment continued to cause anxiety. The window which had given us a nice view was now violated by the apartment opposite having major building work which started at 8.00 am each morning. The tip for the builders rubble was directly below our window so the noise and the dust was a constant intrusion to our peace and quiet. The gnats/ fleas never stopped being present and it took 3 days for the company it was booked through to get back to us…by which time we only had one full day and two nights left …so it was all too little too late ..

On our final morning we were packed and ready to leave by 10.00 am the time we had agreed to meet the owner/ ground agent to give her the keys and to get our €100 deposit back…..the time came and went….at 11.30 I tried to phone her no reply, I WhatsApp her no reply. At 12.00 I tried phoning on WhatsApp and got a reply. As she spoke no English the conversation was difficult but I think she understood “ now, now” At 12.30 she arrived and gave us our €100 back. We showed her all the gnats and the builders skip etc, she just shrugged and couldn’t have cared less….after all she had, had our money. A little later she WhatsApp me and said please don’t say anything bad about the apartment….wow! Was she joking or not……we certainly wouldn’t want any other tourist to spend their hard earnt money or holiday time in such a noisy infested place….all we can say is steer clear of Sun & Serenity at Balaia Da Mar holiday resort…the rest of the resort is fine.
We headed off to the airport in Faro. Dropped the car off. We only had £40 to pay for the cross border fee and all was good. We found where the EasyJet baggage drop was and although our flight drop-off desk number wasn’t displayed yet we stood in the queue. When we got to the front, an hour later, we were told we were 15 minutes too early and stood aside to wait. Sure enough in 15 minutes time we were allowed to drop our cases off. We went through to departures and the security scanning was very fast. However when we got to immigration there was only one desk open for non-EU and as the majority of tourists were from the UK we queued for an hour and three quarters…..we had to let some people go ahead as their gate was closing…it was mayhem, eventually another desk opened and everyone cheered. Phew at last in the departure lounge only to find out out 8.50 pm take off was delayed until 10.30 pm….oh well…time for a Burger King as it was that or a sandwich.
Our flight took off about 10.40pm and was uneventful landing at 1.20 am. It took forever for the baggage to come through…the carousel started turning at 2.00am and our bags were fairly quickly retrieved……one of our brand new cases has once again got a huge dented corner…..what a nuisance… We had been going to get the train home but we were both exhausted and it was so late that we grabbed a taxi….at that time in the morning it cost us £81.00….hey Ho, we were home and ready for a great sleep in our own bed.
What a great holiday we had had….superb apartment, beach and restaurants in Luz……a wild experience in El Rocío, a great time in Seville and good sunbathing and nice food back in the Algarve…a lovely 18 days spent relaxing and exploring.

Thank you for once again following us…we hope you enjoyed our trip as much as we did.

Portugal & Southern Spain – Day 13 & 14 – 22nd & 23rd of May – Seville and Back to the Algarve.

After such a busy day celebrating Johns birthday we were slow starting the day on Thursday. After a leisurely breakfast we wandered the maze of tiny cobbled streets to our favourite hotel…..at this point I must say if you’re going to Seville we thoroughly recommend The Saville Hotel Centre- looking the price up for our 3 nights we found an apartment was false economy, the hotel would only have been €30 extra and would have included breakfast…you live and learn. ….John dropped the rubbish off at a municipal refuse area ( as required by the apartment) and we hailed a taxi. €7 later we were outside the cathedral. We queued about 30 minutes and then bought tickets €14 for me and on the production of Johns passport €7 for proving he was over 65.
The cathedral is absolutely beautiful. We wandered around foe a couple of hours, delving into every nook and cranny, saying a few prayers in various chapels and enjoying the splendour of this religious treasure.

On leaving the cathedral at its rear end we wandered across the road to a taxi rank. On spying a tourist gift shop we browsed an purchased a Seville t-shirt for John and a flamenco style hair group for me…..then would you believe it we caught sight of the bottle of Orange wine, my son, Jak had been asking us to get him.

Grabbing a taxi we headed across to the oldest part of Seville, not far from the theatre we had been to the day before. Jak had told us of a restaurant he really rated.

El Rinconcillo is the oldest restaurant/bar in Seville and it is totally heaving in character. We had to queue to get in. Jak had said the tapas were amazing, it seemed plenty of others agreed with him. However the tapas is served with you standing at the barrels which we didn’t really want to do. So we managed to blag a table in the restaurant on the same level as the tapas and bar. The waiter spoke superb English. The place had the same high class food and seeped with history as Rules in Covent Garden London has …so we were delighted and intrigued. We had some nice fish…not certain what it was but it was divine and followed it with coffee cake. The kind waiter pored me a taster of Orange wine so I knew what we had bought Jak. Altogether it was a lovely lunch.

We got a taxi back to the apartment before having a leisurely siesta…..we really had, had a nice time in Seville. Another famous city to tick off our list.

The following day we packed up, said goodbye to our apartment and dragged our cases along the cobbles to the carpark. A kindly gentleman translated the ticket machine for me and I had soon paid the €56 for the 3 days parking. We set the cars sat nav up to take us to Albufeira….it managed to get us out of Seville without taking us down any tiny roads for which I was very grateful.
We arrived at our next apartment Sun & Serenity which was on the Balaia Da Mar hotel grounds….there are lots of privately owned apartments on hotel complexes in Portugal. The hotel receptionist kindly spoke to the agent in Portuguese and told us we were too early. An hour later we were allowed to go to the apartment. We met the lady and she had brought a young g English speaking man with her. Well!!!!! What can we say….pictures do lie ….it didn’t have a balcony …the view was through a window…ok we can live with that, there was a bit of a divider between the lounge, kitchen area and the bedroom…but basically all one room and the bathroom was very bijou……the shower door opening just enough to squeeze in sideways…one boob at a time so to speak….. the loo was behind the door but ok it was livable with….but!!!!! The whole window ( the only window in the place) was covered in hundreds of fleas…..umm…..they knew I meant business when I said “NO” after a three way discussion for nearly 30 minutes we agreed to wait 2 hours, if they got rid of the fleas ( evidently to recent wet then hot weather had caused an influx throughout 5he area but they only last a couple of days) we would stay and if not they would “try!!!!” To get us a refund…..those of you who know me will understand that I made it very clear that I was not amused. However 2 hours later the lady came back with plug in repellents and sprayed and it did do the trick…it certainly exterminated them immediately…..I’ve been using the spray ever since…. So we are in this pleasant enough hotel complex, the view from the window is of lush gardens and magpies chasing seagulls…it’s very green and nothing really to complain about. We went across the road to the Balaia Golf resort for supper. I had stayed there many years ago. The food was very nice at a reasonable price so it will become our go to place…..next to it is a Spar supermarket where we stocked up on water and breakfast goods….Another excellent day on our road trip.

Portugal & Southern Spain Trip – Day 11 & 12 – 20th & 21st of May 2025 – Seville

Breakfast at Hospederia El Cazadero Real was the best we’d had so far…at last !! Soft bread rolls, yogurt, fruit, cold meats and preserves…..wow last nights splendid supper and the hotel breakfast was beginning too make up for the rather poor food we had been eating since arriving in Spain. Feeling replenished we set of to Seville. Thank you El Rocio for a great experience…an adventure to be remembered.
Arriving in Seville we followed our Google maps and went wrong. We stopped outside Hotel Seville Centre and the charming doorman reprogrammed us. We found where we were staying….but the less said about the next couple of hours the better…..My ever loving, patient husband did his best to keep me calm …..the cobbled roads were narrow and cars parked down one side, so I literally inched our large SUV down them and took no notice of the crazy Spaniards peeping behind me. When we found our street I didn’t need to worry because it was so narrow no cars were parked I just had to miss the bollards and the buildings…looked more like a narrow footpath than a road….The property agent turned up an hour later and told us we could park in the apartments underground carpark…..are you joking or what….try as I may I couldn’t get the car through the gate it was just too big. The following day I saw the smallest 2 door BMW go into it and it took them 3 attempts to inch it in, so I felt better about refusing to continue to try. Lola the agent kindly came with us to the public above ground carpark where there was plenty of space it just meant we had to drag our cases a few hundred yards.
The apartment is on the second floor, looking into a courtyard. Luckily there was a lift. It is roomy and has everything we need…it’s a bit dated and one might describe it as “ shabby -Chic” . Although personally I’d just call it shabby. We spent a few hours resting before going in search of a supermarket, on foot!!! I asked a young couple who sent us on a short walk which took us to a grocery shop opposite the Seville Hotel Centre. We purchased enough groceries for breakfasts and that nights evening meal…..John provide the packhorse service by lugging it all back to the apartment. An early night was required, to get over the narrow street incident…..

May 21st- Johns birthday. We started the day slowly with press and cards and breakfast …

We then walked to the hotel. We found a lovely helpful receptionist, Judith, who gave us a map, circled where we were, where the Cathederal was, where the boar trips go from and where the Flemenco dance show was. We then purchased boat tickets, for €20 each, and theatre tickets, for €23 for me and €18 for John, from her….what a star…..

I had already booked a table in the hotels 13 th floor panoramic view restaurant for the evening. If you’ve got deep pockets and want a really nice hotel I would choose this one…. the doorman, receptionist and waiter couldn’t do enough for us and their English was excellent.

Across the road from the hotel is a taxi rank. A €5:60 taxi ride took us to the Cathedral square. There was a big queue and seeing as there were horse and carriage there we decided to leave the Cathedral until later and take horse & carriage instead. We agreed the €45 price and our driver would point the sights out to us in English…so off we went…

I must say, both our driver and our horse were cheery chappies…..A beautifully groomed, healthy looking horse, with pricked ears denoting happiness and a whinny for all his mates as he passed them. We went past the Houses of Parliament. Palace, university, opera house, statues etc as well as into the main park which was very beautiful.


Our tour lasted about one and a half ours….it really is a lovely way to sightsee. We thanked our driver and his horse…

We decided to leave the cathedral until the next day because there was still a queue and we wanted to fit the boat trip in before the theatre. It was quite a walk to the river but we made it intime to get the 2.00 pm boat. The commentary was in Spanish and English so we understood what we were seeing….some was the same as we’d just seen from the carriage but there were lots of bridges, buildings erected in 1992 for the EXPO’92. Lots of interesting sights whilst enjoying the river…

Disembarking after our 1 hour cruise we ambled along towards the theatre. We stopped at a rather posh street cafe/restaurant for a much needed drink and a shared seafood salad.

The walk to the theatre was quite along way, through the maze of pedestrianised cobbled streets in the heart of the old town. We exchanged our vouchers for tickets and had a drink in the bar….wow…what a show it was…

The show was superb but not what we had expected…the Spanish dancing was highly aggressive almost verging on intimidating, there was nothing quiet or gentle or loving about it but ir was certainly very passionately performed. After the show we took a €13 taxi ride back to the apartment. We had just enough time to shower and change before heading back to the hotel for supper… The restaurant only had about 6 tables and a super view across the city..The food was very nice, I had prawns on glass noodles and John had hake on polenta. We rounded it off with crème caramel and coffee ice cream. Not overly expensive, the bill including drinks and a tip was €76. The view as the sun went down was spectacular….

As we waddled back to the apartment we had full tummies and tired legs….my little legs had walked 10,996 steps and I was ready to fall into bed. Happy Birthday my darling husband, what a wonderful day we had filled with adventures, creating many happy memories.

Portugal & Southern Spain – Day 10 Monday 19th May – The beach & Donana National Park ( again!)

As we were only 10 miles from the coast we decided not to leave the area without at least taking a look. So we headed out of town, not by saddling up our horses!!, but in our 4 wheeled chariot, named Nissan!!!! We headed for Matalascanas. This is a purposed built seaside town, very popular with the Spanish. It is built in a compartmentalised fashion. This reminded us a little of Milton Keynes in layout. We found a non-paying parking space and walked to the sea front… a strangely angled concrete structure seemed to be a focal point of some interest….a bus load of Spaniards seemed intent on having their photo taken in front of it….so we did the same….!!!

It was very blowy so we decided not to frequent the beach and instead decided to investigate the town. Every compartment had a roundabout with a left turn into the area. These areas were named hotel, commercial, residential. Each roundabout had a great sculpture on it…

We retraced our steps back to El Rocio. After a little debate on how and which petrol to put in our chariot we succeeded in filling up for €71 ….petrols about the same price as in UK…but we are hybrid so using less. On returning to the hotel we were flabbergasted at what a difference a day makes….we had seen the town as bustling but on a Monday lunch time all the shops were shut. Walking down on to the square there were no horses or carts at all and only 2 of the street restaurants/cafes were open. We selected the one we had, had the rubber frisbee in rather than the one we had, had ham biltong in !!!!! We both went for paella because it would be soft and my gums are suffering from the hard inedible food. I’d stuck to yogurt and a banana for breakfast, so by now I was hungry. The paella arrived with two tiny shell on shrimps, a small strip of calamari, and quite a lot of chunks of meat which could have been goat, horse, cat!!! Who knows….but it was soft and that and the rice were very tasty.

Siesta time, the internet was down so we snoozed. At 4.00 pm we decided to take the car to the Parks Board office…there was no problem with parking as it really was a ghost town. The shops opposite the hotel had finally opened…

Having got to the Parks board office an hour early we had hoped our tickets would be number 1 giving us the first choice of seats on the bus…but alas they were No.7…. Never mind…. We waited out the hour before boarding the bus. We got a good window seat so we were happy. The bus was much bigger than yesterday’s , it was a 30 seater. Lucia gave us a warm welcome and off we went again. This time we saw far more cows grazing, prior to seeing a big herd of deer. We looked around the eucalyptus tree stumps for both rabbits, who evidently have their burrows there, and Linx, who evidently hunt the rabbits there…..but neither wanted to show them selves to us.

We disembarked at the same spot as yesterday. There was a marked difference in the bird species, in that we didn’t see any flamingo, but large flocks of spoonbills. They always make me laugh. We also saw some grebe, a pair of shovelers, a coot with their young and a lot of black/ glossy ibis.

The next stop was the visitors centre. Here we did see more flamingos, even more glossy Ibis and an array of waterfowl.

Before leaving the carpark we viewed the storks nest and thought we could see 3 chicks and the adult.

Our return trip to El Rocio was punctuated with lots of beautiful bird life…but alas the much desired viewing of a Linx eluded us. We thanked both the driver and Lucia for another great drive which concluded back at the Parks boards office at 9.00 pm. We then headed for a restaurant . The receptionist from the hotel had recommended an eatery near where we were and so we decided to give it a go. Wow…they were so helpful and tried with their English and Google translator. They brought us 5 different fish to choose from….the biggest was a sole so we went for that. The owner brought the scales to the table and weighed it and told us it would be €40 ….we gave him the thumbs up sign and off he went to cook it. Some 20 minutes later he returned with it cooked and proceeded to fillet it at the table. It may not have been very aesthetic but it tasted divine. They served it with frites and an onion and cold potato salad…. Wow it was good to finally eat something soft, tasty, delicious and we recognised what it was…. This was the best restaurant in town and really nice people who wanted to be helpful.

After supper we drove back to our hotel, with comfortably full tummies. Another lovely day…tomorrow we move on to Seville

Portugal & Southern Spain Trip – Day 9 – Sunday 18th May 2025- Donana National Park – El Rocio.

A fitful nights sleep was had in our cupboard…too hot without the aircon and too cold with it, even set to 21…. So it was a very rude awakening, having finally gone into a deep sleep around 4.30 am, when the alarm invaded my musical snoring chorus at 6.40 am….does this time really exist ….cant believe that I used to be on my way to work at this time 7+ years ago….But needs must….I quickly showered and dragged on some suitable clothing whilst cursing John for being so awake and jolly at this unearthly time!!!!!
Breakfast was hard rolls which you toast to make them even harder, with nice cheese, ham, Salami, yoghurts, fruit, cereal and some fairly decent strong black coffee. By 7.15 we were ready to go in search of the National Parks office……back along the deep sand road we’d walked the previous evening. It was only about a 10 minutes walk. We queued to get to the ticket desk where we handed over our voucher. We thought we had paid at the hotel but the really nice English speaking parks board receptionists explained we had paid €24 to the hotel for the convenience of them booking it and now we pay €54 for the actual trip….ummm we’ll see if we’ve been ripped off when the Mastercard bill arrives…but we felt this was genuine so we handed over the Euros…cash only…and we were given a ticket stating Lucia 5, and told Lucia would call us to her bus….so we waited outside with the other eager visitors.

Sure enough at 8.00 am a couple of drivers arrived and shouted out their names. They were taken to the 24 seater 4×4 high tyred buses. Then a nice young lady came and shouted Lucia and we hurried after her to another identical bus. The number on the ticket was the number you were allowed to board the bus and choose which seat you want. We selected two seats next to a sliding window which we could open, so that John could stick his camera out of it…….

Lucia gave the commentary in Italian, Spanish and, thankfully, English. She told us the town of El Rocio had 1000 residents. In June they have a religious week/ festival which involves over 1 million visitors and 100,000 horses….Wow, unimaginable. She informed us a lot about the National Park. For the first time in 15 years the heavy rains had filled the marshes and the horses and some birds had retreated into the forest section of the park because the water was so high in the marshes. We saw a heron nesting in the wooded area, which she said was unheard of. We soon came across a couple of groups of deer browsing in the forest. There seemed a lot of excitement about seeing rabbits…they evidently are the bottom of the food chain for foxes and lynx to survive. But the rabbits survival had been threatened by the eucalyptus trees which drain the moisture out of the soil and prevent the natural undergrowth, which rabbits feed on, from growing. So the eucalyptus trees had been felled with only two remaining. Their stumps were moved to another area where the dead stumps were placed as a memorial to the trees and a good breeding ground for the rabbits. Lucia pointed out many species of birds including the black kite and the many storks, herons etc.

Before continuing into the wetlands Lucia explained that farmers were allowed to graze cattle and sheep etc and that they belonged to farmers where as the horses were just wild. The horses were managed by the parks board. We continued along a causeway which the farmers had built, across the marsh land, to make access to their cattle easier.
We stopped and stretched our legs on the causeway. There were dozens of different species of birds, flamingos, ibises, little and greater egrets, several types of heron, loads of different ducks like the poacher, teal, coot, moorhen , grebes, plovers and even the endangered Marbled teal……an ornithologists’ paradise.

We continued along the track to a visitors centre. This had toilets……but take your own paper!! ….. a coffee shop and a huge glass viewing area overlooking some Lakeland. We learnt there were over 4000 nesting birds in this area alone. Lucia set up her telescope and I managed to get a picture through it of a couple of flamingos….

There were plenty more pictures taken to capture the moment

On walking back to the bus we noticed not only the vibrant flora but also a stork nesting on an electricity pylon. There was a chick in the nest.

We were just about to re-board the bus when we heard the thunder of many hooves….it was a “Round-Up” with “Gouchos “ driving them along the road….there must have been 200+ horses and 4 herdsmen. We followed them down the road and they were driven into a corral through some water. Evidently they will be divided up into different areas from there.

On our return to El Rocio Lucia told us that the cork tree was now protected, not least because the Lynx often have their cubs in holes in the cork tree because it helps regulate their temperature. She told us there were several hundred Lynx in the park…she had seen one the day before.
At the end of our 3 hour tour we went back into the office and booked the 5.00 pm tour the following day with Lucia again. It had been a splendid experience. We wandered back to our hotel along the lake shores promenade which was a lot easier than trudging through the deep sand. The square in front of the hotel was again buzzing…a hive of activity…

We had a bite of lunch …a hamburger or so it was described but a rubber frisbee would have been a more accurate description. We wandered back to our cool, quiet hotel stopping on the way to chat to a very pleasant Australian couple who had been on the same bus as us……they are visiting Kruger South Africa at the same time we are later in the year…perhaps we’ll run into them again. After siesta on the terrace and a few games of cards we went in search of an earlish evening meal. We ordered grilled chicken which came with fries….unfortunately it was very tough and my gums are struggling with all the hard food and also the lack of vegetables…but hey Ho….a huge horse rode in behind John and breathed down his neck while his well manicured very smart rider had a fantastic brought to her.

What a surreal place this is…very busy, but an experience we wouldn’t have missed for the world…. Looking forward to tomorrows venture and fingers crossed for a sighting of a Linx.