I don’t even … I mean … soooo tired! Or better just drained. Normally, we would take it slow, but we had decided already to go to another of the lovely rustic campgrounds near Tomar. So this is a travel day. We decided super last minute what we would do and got going later than expected.
By the time we reached Peniche, it was already pretty warm. And reasonably late. Well, at least late enough that we could go for the earliest possible lunch. Once again, we sat down as the first patrons at the Restaurante a Sardinha. An old fishermen’s tavern turned restaurant still known for good grilled seafood. But since it has gone through a good bit of touristification, it also catered a vegetarian dish for Nina. This lunch was a bit of a consolation prise for the reportedly excellent seafood we missed at Ericeira last night. It was good and the rugged old waiter (who looked like he would have never dreamed of catering well off tourists in this place) melting to Number 3’s charms was a sight to behold.
I strong armed exhausted Nina into a bit of a detour around the peninsular. The jagged limestone cliffs and views out to the islands off to the west were worth it. Even so, still a little more fuel out of the tank.
The town is primarily known for its surfer beaches. We decided to give Number 3 one more round in the sand before heading inland for a good while. It was nice but brutal out in the midday sun. Next time, we will have to see to get some kind of shelter packed so that the little one can enjoy the sand for a little while longer.
Knackered we gave it a final push for the day and strolled a bit through the inland town of Óbidos. We managed to sneak in to the medieval old town just before the biggest wave of tourists arrived. That made our little stroll a lot more bearable. Well, actually, we did kind of like it. It was definitively touristy, very much like Carcassonne. The three same things in all shops: Booze (the local version of Ginjiha made from sour cherries), books and chocolate. That’s the things mentioned in the guidebook, that is what you get 😉
In the end, we chose a camp close to the sea – we thought we might get one more shot at this west coast sunset. Turned out it was not close enough, but we were glad nonetheless. Warm showers, cheap and a shady spot for us. Time to rest once more.
Someone is really happy! 
And someone really likes potatoes! 
A cheeky seagull on a high perch 
View onto the fort 
A little tunnel connects to the sea 
Number 3 further honing his balancing skills 
Blue George and the blue ocean (with cliffs) 
Rather not have Number 3 climb around on the limestone cliffs 
Number 3 greets everyone who passes 
Blue George also seems to like the ocean 
First picture of Number 3 with his new sunglasses 
Finding a good spot to eat is serious buziness 
On a Monday, there was just a lone umbrella here 
But a whole lot of surfers 
Still enjoying the waves 
Hey you! 
Picturesque Óbidos 
Tired Number 3 
View from the church 
Shots in the sun 
Lovely limestone cliffs around the lighthouse 
And a good view on Berenga island 
Sand walker 
Beach flower in bloom
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