Welcome to Lagos, an adorable little tourist town in the South of Portugal. Everyone was so friendly; most of the shop/restaurant workers were either British or Australian (or had really convincing accents), and I spoke more English there in one weekend than I have since I left for Spain.
The scenery was beautiful;
casual door to nowhere |
I took lots of fabulous selfies;
And ate loads of delicious food:
In Spain, waiters and waitresses are very laid back. They don't bother you - in fact, they won't stop by your table unless they've either got your food, or you flag them down (which can sometimes take a lot of effort). It was a nice change to have people in Lagos be really attentive and chatty. Everyone wanted to know where I was from, make suggestions of where to go and what to eat and see, and just be super friendly and welcoming.
I made some cool friends in the hostel I was staying at - friends in the sense of we will probably never meet again, but had a great time together exploring the little town's nightlife.
But the best part of the trip was the countless relaxing hours I spent laying on the beach reading from my tablet.
Book Recommendations:
What Alice Forgot, Liane Moriarty
Silent Scream, Angela Marsons
Reconstructing Amelia, Kimberly McCreight
Reconstructing Amelia, Kimberly McCreight
Dark Places, Gillian Flynn
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