“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
Day 47 – 20th June 2009 – Saturday, Fuseta, The Algarve.
We are in the National Park area of the Ria Formosa. Just 9kms from Olhao and we have found a site on the coast with few Brits and not many high rise flats. We spent the day on the beach, a very calm and warm sea, protected by smaller islands just off the coast which you can reach either by a passenger ferry or when the tide is out it probably wouldn’t be too long a swim. We spent the evening cooling down back at the van listening to a live band across the campsite playing such classics as The Kinks and The Rolling Stones. A few wines later and everything was all right with the world.