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Curated itineraries, local tips and inspiration for your next adventure in Portugal.
Four family-run tascas in Portalegre that make açorda alentejana properly, with pennyroyal from the Serra de São Mamede, Alentejo bread, and backyard eggs. Honest opinions, prices around seven euros, and the mistakes you'll make if you don't read this first.
Eleven parishes, eleven calendars, and a town that feels like two. From the São Pedro sea procession to September's conventual sweets, this is Albufeira's year told by someone who doesn't grill sardines for Instagram.
The best thing you can do in Albufeira is sometimes leave Albufeira. Silves at twenty-five minutes, Lagos at forty-five, Monchique at nine hundred metres of altitude. An honest day-trip guide with motorways, tolls, and where to have lunch.
Albufeira has dozens of beaches, and most tourists only know two of them. An honest guide to when to arrive, where to park, and how to have Praia dos Arrifes almost to yourself, even in mid-August.
Five Albufeira trails, from the easy three-viewpoint loop downtown to the 18 km Salgados slog. With real bus numbers, prices, 80-cent espresso stops, and the honest opinions that save time on a one-week visit.
June is the golden window in the Algarve: 19º water, terraces with free tables, prices at half. But planning from Ericeira has its own rules. Five hand-picked beaches, a three-day itinerary, and what to eat (and what to never order).
A million people, plastic hammers, sardines on every corner, and fireworks over the Douro at midnight. The honest guide from someone who has done (and survived) fifteen editions of Porto's São João.
In June, Lisbon smells of grilled sardines and basil, with parades, bonfires and balcony fado. A guide to surviving the night of Santo António, eating well for fifteen euros, and still having legs left on the 13th to make it to the museums.
Thirty-five kilometres from Porto, the Citânia de Sanfins is the largest Iron Age fortified town in northwest Iberia, with 150 circular houses still legible in stone. An honest guide to visiting the hill forts of the Sousa Valley, ending with Vinho Verde in the gardens of Quinta da Aveleda.
Wake at 5:30 to hear Cory's Shearwaters at Miradouro da Macela, eat a warm queijada on the seawall, and reach Forte de São Brás before the cargo ships arrive. A one-night, two-coffee playbook for the oldest town in the Azores.
Historic center, Parque D. Carlos I, station area, or Foz do Arelho? In Caldas da Rainha, choosing where to sleep is choosing which city you'll see. An honest neighborhood-by-neighborhood guide with prices, best hours, and the marble-counter café I won't name.
In Caldas da Rainha, a rainy day is the excuse to finally understand the town. From the Fado room at the Malhoa Museum to the rule of pastel-rei over bean pastry, here's the route that replaces the beach with something better.