ALVOR in Plandemic summer

We love to return to the estuary town of Alvor in Portimao district. It has both an amazing and ecologically important estuary and a long beach.

It is also welcoming to motorhome unlike some places.

We came to see friends in the last weekend of June and seemed busy to us as locals filled the car parks and went to the beach.

In reality it is almost empty. On Monday morning at 10 am I saw two people having coffee and orange juice at a waterside restaurant as three waiters stood outside wearing masks. Four tourists boarded a boat to see the caves.

We were never here before in summer. We went at 5 pm to the beach returning as the sun was setting just before 9 pm.

We like the new art on show.

We enjoy the Sunday market but have to wear masks in the beautiful fresh air.

It seems that the town has planned for a tsunami evacuation. The black bag over this sign blew away in the strong weekend winds.

I hope that tourists will come next month to save the economy.

The evil of the New World Order 2030 and it's stages of fear and disruption are world wide, the virus, manufactured in Wuhan with US taxpayers money, by Fauci and Gates, the lockdowns before any real virus, the lies, the BLM riots funded by Soros  etc.and more to come.

Stay calm, take maximum fresh air and sunlight and pray / meditate for the other new world of love and light which can out this darkness.

Nomads again and Monchique

Our last days of 3 months passed quickly with a full moon, and partial eclipse, my birthday and some neighbours joining us for the last evening.

 The long grass was cleared by the farmer as required by law to reduce fire risk.

We were also visited by a scarab beetle, sacred to ancient Egyptians. See our delicious Portuguese custard tart, pastel da nata.

Anita wears her latest necklace creation.

We packed the vehicle after making our last green smoothie and drove east towards Monchique. We spent the evening with Charles at Nave. We lingered the next morning to enjoy the peaceful land, shade from trees and some fruit from the trees. He has two units to rent to tourists. 

 Spring water flows through the property which has been many years in the family. Some passes through the small pond in which we counted 7 green frogs. Lemons fall from the tree into the pond. We enjoyed oranges and mandarins too. The figs and peaches are not ready yet.
We drove into Monchique and parked by the heliport. We had passed by before but never stopped.

Monchique 

The town was hit by a strong earthquake in 1969. It has a reputation as a spa town, also a base for yoga and spiritual retreats and permaculture communities.