Nazare

Because of the distance and the time when we had left the castle, we ended up driving at night and knew that seeing Nazare would have to wait for tomorrow. Along the way we saw a camping store and decided to check it out. Despite waiting for nearly an hour for some help, it paid off huge. We are stuck with Butane, which concerns Julie but we now have enough fuel to run our stove until we are back in Germany or somewhere we can purchase propane in our particular bottle style. Why can’t they all use the same type? It was 50 euros to get the small gas bottle and adapter at the camping store. We thought this to be a bit expensive, but we need to eat. In order to conserve fuel, I haven’t been running the fridge, I can only get away with this because that is how cold the nights have been lately. Once we entered Nazare, we did our best to search out a spot to park, once again, it seems that a sport arena was our best choice.
The reason we chose to visit Nazare was solely based on the fact that some of the locals dress up in the traditional dress to lure tourists into their shops and that it’s a nice coastal town. We did manage to see some of the older ladies in what we think was traditional dress, but we felt it wasn’t worth a picture and we weren’t sure. The coastal town was nice, mostly white houses with red roofs, one thing that was strange, we were strolling down the coast and saw a large area of fish heads and bones drying in the sun – they were for sale. That was a pretty weird sight, oddly, it didn’t smell.