Martas farewell

If you are trying to find somebody to have a good party on the streets with, try to find that guy on the roads of Lisbon. The whole street was dancing.

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 That’s the result of dancing in the streets to much.

The first day on the road we had met Jim Carry in really thick fog.

Capa da Roca

Starting with dense fog, leaving us unable to see much further then a couple of hundred meters, ended up in an UFO like object gliding over the ocean.

Second day, going south. Three foxes on tour.

Since none of us had sufficient amount of cash, we decided to sleep outside. We have found a really nice place at the ocean. At site was a camp fire, build by former vagabonds.

Night-Camp in Odecaixe

Jim Carry sleeping in the car, rather then outside.

Morning Bath

In Faro we have encountered the only existing tourists, besides us (well, I’m technically no tourist), two British girls and their father. What a pleasant company.

Saying good bye to Phil. From there on, Max and I made our way back to Lisbon on our own.