It’s not that we are afraid of a little rain, it’s just that we ARE afraid of a lot of rain. Precipitation was not part of the plan on the bike tour. The GF, determined to keep peddling like a true champ, took a look at my face and suggested a coffee stop. We pulled into Sagres on the SW tip of Europe, ordered two beers and contemplated our next move.
“A tent in the rain is pain”, I rhymed.
“Wet feet ain’t neat”, the GF replied chirpily. We are cute this way.
Out came the I-Pads and house hunting we went. A few minutes searching the www and an apartment was located 20km up the road being both in our price range and above our current standards, constituting a bargain in our books. A quick check of the BBC weather satellite map. It seemed just possible, by jumping back in the saddle now with the apartment being close enough and the clouds far enough away, to beat the next downpour. We will have the feet up in no time.
Situated inside an Eco-camp ground, with a restaurant and bar on-site, just a kilometre off the beach, the apartment seemed the perfect ark from the forth coming flood. So, finish up the brewskis, put the helmets on and away we go.
“Ummm…it says here the Eco-camp has a ‘nature zone’ “.
“What, like a zoo?” I ask innocently.
“Nudie bums”, my GF corrected me.
Well, when in Rome…..(or Salema for that matter)
Monday at the Nudist Colony
Weather report: Rain
To be fair it was the first night out of the tent and in a bed for over a fortnight so we over slept and then some. The gray, drizzly weather was a blessing for these conditions. We spent much of the day in the apartment re-familiarising ourselves with a working stove and cold fridge. Went to the on-site bar at dusk, no people there except the (fully clothed) wait staff.
Tuesday at the Nudist Colony
Weather report: Heavy rain
Would of hated to of been in a tent today. The Eco-camp looked eerie quiet. Nobody about except some workman fixing a broken drain (fully clothed).
Wednesday at the Nudist Colony
Weather report: Cold snap and rain
Getting a little stir crazy. Sampled a broad selection of Alentejo wines.
No nudie bums, except for one in the middle of the night, me, crashing into the walls disorientated trying to find the bathroom.
Thursday at the Nudist Colony
Weather report: More rain
Couple of night caps at the bar before we head off in the morning. In the men’s room an old bloke stood fairly close whilst urinating. Is he the nudist??
(All photos @ nickisalwaysonholidays )