For the first few days of July we had been in the UK to
attend a christening in Yorkshire and also to collect our children from
their school for the summer holidays. We arrived on 5th July back to
Carvoeiro, tired but glad to be home.
It had been quite a race around England, or at least part of it, as we had
arrived at Gatwick on Friday evening, driven to London to overnight, on to
York the next day, overnight again, Sunday Christening and then down to
Norwich overnight and back to Gatwick. We sure had our moneys worth out of
the hire car and it proved the frequent posts on the Cvo Forum that if you
shop around you will save money as our original quote for an estate car to
take all our luggage reduced from £150 to £90 simply by some diligent Web
surfing.
Due to the timing of the christening our subsequent journey to Norwich
coincided with the Euro Final between Portugal and Greece so I had to be
content with listening to the first half on BBC 5. We arrived at our
friends in Norwich in time to see the second half on television and of
course I don’t need to go into what happened!
Arriving back to Carvoeiro on Monday 5th the sense of disappointment was
almost tangible. Such an anticlimax but what a fun time it had been! The
flags still flew but without being waved. Talking to people, all agreed
that it had been good for Portuguese morale instilling a sense of national
pride that is sometimes lacking in the locals. One prominent Portuguese
politician had already said that he believed all Portuguese schoolchildren
should sing the national anthem every morning and I tend to agree that a
sense of national belonging does not go amiss.
Rather like the UK’s Tim Henman, the whole Portuguese football squad were
invited to an audience with the President at his official headquarters
where they were honoured for their efforts. It was reported that the
President shed a tear with the emotion of it all!
We found, on return from our brief absence, that the hot days were
continuing but generally there was a strong wind to cool things down. The
evenings were quite cool in fact and I saw that most holiday makers were
covering up bare arms on their way past my house to the town for dinner.
On the morning of the 10th a large bank of grey cloud framed the Serra de
Monchique mountain range to the north of Silves. I don’t know what the
weather was like up in the lower Alentejo beyond the hills but it stayed
hot and sunny here.

There was a lot happening around and about including the bikers rally in
Faro planned over the weekend of 17th/18th. Over 25,000 bikers were
expected from all over Europe for this annual event which does not cause
too much chaos for us here in the west. A trip to the airport can be hair
raising however if you happen to hit the 25,000+ bikers on their Sunday
trip round Faro!
Nearer to home was the 2nd Jazz Festival held at the “Fontes” near
Estombar. I couldn’t get to this years event but friends who did go tell
me it was terrific and they particularly complimented the catering
facilities provided by Howard Bancroft and his team from
SULLYS BAR and the
ROCHA BRAVA CAFÉ. This seems sure
to be an annual event and even for non jazz lovers is worth a visit as the
ambience is just superb – an open air auditorium right by the riverside in
absolutely beautiful natural surroundings. Just be aware of the mosquitoes
though!
The Silves Beer Festival hiccupped to a halt and from what I hear was not
that well attended. I personally think this event is past its sell by date
and was never the same after it left the
castle grounds even though
it was an archaeological travesty to hold it there. I recall the festivals
in the early 80’s which were fine fun affairs. The event is used as a fund
raiser for Silves Football Club so I guess they must keep that going.
Lagoa Council had organized once again a Youth Festival at the
Fatacil ground in Lagoa and
I understand that was well attended with plenty of music and other
happenings suitable for younger people.
There was even the Snail Festival in Porches! Whilst I have in the past
tried “caracois” in the traditional way with a nice cold beer and bread, a
snail festival is not some place I would rush to but again I hear it is
well attended each year.
I promised last month not to mention football and broke that promise in my
first few paragraphs (sorry!) so I may as well mention the charity match
between a Luis Figo Portuguese team and a team of All Stars at the new
Faro-Loulé stadium on the 12th. Again I could not be there, but a capacity
crowd enjoyed watching some soccer stars of today and yesterday “battle”
it out over 90 minutes for a charity known as the Luis Figo Foundation. I
did catch some of this live on Portuguese TV. The All Stars team included
Paul “Gazza” Gascoigne (looking very fit!) and F1 driver Michael
Schumacher, a very good footballer in his own right. The end result was a
very fair 2 -2 and the crowd were entertained by that grand old man of
British football, Sir Bobby Charlton, coming on for the last 10 minutes at
67 years of age! Manchester Uniteds Sir Alex Ferguson was there “managing”
the All Stars team.
The country had a political crisis mid month as the incumbent Prime
Minister, having decided to accept the appointment as President of the EU
Commission, had to leave his political post here. The new Prime Minister,
Santana Lopes was not everybody’s cup of tea and thus there were various
resignations in the cabinet resulting in a complete Government reshuffle
and what was effectively a new Government being appointed. The new premier
immediately promised to reduce income tax so it was beers all round! Funny
how they always promise things like that isn’t it?!
On 10th we had gone to RESTAURANT KAZY in Silves for some chicken
Piri-Piri with our old neighbours from Cumeada near Silves TOM and BARBARA
CAMPH and friends JOHN and ANN SCOTT. Barbara is a talented artist working
with stained glass and creating all manner of articles from wind chimes to
earrings to lampshades. She often attends shows and fairs and told me she
had been invited to display her wares at the KRAZY WORLD all-night rave
party which was scheduled for the next day! I thought she must have bust a
gasket or something as the rave was intended to bring together 20,000
young people to listen to high volume music played by invited DJ’s
including star act - the Chemical Brothers (yes I hadn’t heard of them
either!) Anyway the piri piri and the company was good and next day I got
a report that only about 2,000 or so had attended, that it had been VERY
loud and finished at about 10am next day! Something different for the
Algarve country side.
These days were delightful, clear and sunny but with a cool breeze. As
mentioned in the last Newsletter the colours of the plants this year
seemed exceptionally vibrant. They were at their best in early July and I
couldn’t resist taking a photo of one well kept Carvoeiro garden to share
with you. The alfarroba (carob or ‘locust’ beans) were ripening to their
shiny black on the trees and falling to the ground in the wind. They
reminded me of when I lived in Cumeada where we had a fair amount of land
and many alfarrobeiras (carob trees). Driven by the fact they grew for
free and you could simply collect them and sell them I began filling
hessian sacks persuading other family members that this was good fun and
sort of ‘back to nature’. It was a back breaking task but we filled about
20 sacks and it was off to the local “alfarroba dealer” in Messines to be
weighed on the weigh bridge and receive my cash. I recall the price was
low that year and I got about 20,000 Escudos – now 100 Euros. The
excitement of this was curtailed by a 30,000 Escudos chiropractors bill to
put my back right again!
Mid month we had reports of forest fires in the North of Portugal but we
had so far escaped relatively unscathed down here in the Algarve. As I
walked my dog early on the morning of 17th it felt almost autumnal with a
morning mist hanging in the valley and parked cars damp with dew. I
thought to myself perhaps the really hot time was over?
There was a bouncy castle erected on the square to entertain the younger
kids but the place did seem very quiet all round and coincided with a
report from the head of the Algarve tourism board that tourism generally
was well down and the prognosis for August was not that great. Most trades
people blamed the football for keeping away the early visitors and places
like Bulgaria and Turkey seemed to have benefited from that.
From the 20th onwards the temperature began to increase and warnings were
sounded by health authorities about a coming heat wave. The skies had
taken on a strange greyness and this turned out to be the result of a huge
sandstorm in the Sahara desert which had whipped the sand up to high
altitude, then borne by the winds to us.
The increase in temperature coincided with a serious outbreak of forest
fire in the Monchique and Silves areas and also near Tavira where the main
A22 highway had to be closed for over 2 hours due to the danger of smoke
and flames.
The high summer is known as the silly season here but one amazing press
report told of a middle aged woman driver who had somehow managed to enter
the A22 at Lagos on the wrong carriageway and drove against the traffic
flow 30 km. to Lagoa where she got off the
motorway and continued in a normal fashion! Fortunately it was very early
morning and no real harm was done. Still can’t work out how she managed
it!
By the end of that week it was really hot with temperatures in the high
30’s centigrade. My Birthday fell on Saturday 24th and we had invited 21
family and friends for a barbecue. Making preparations in the morning it
felt unusually hot by about 10 a.m. The thermometer rose and rose during
that day and by mid afternoon hit an all time high of 44ºC. My niece's
husband is an experienced grill chef so we left the barbecue to him and I
felt sorry for him as it must have been well over 50º in front of the
grill even at 8pm! Plentiful cold beers and an occasional plunge in the
pool saw him survive.
The evenings never cooled down and the nights were too hot for most people
to sleep. At 11pm at night some beaches were still full of bathers with
the water being the only way for many to keep cool. Air conditioning units
laboured and were unable to cope. The electricity supply failed fairly
frequently simply due to the high usage. Very uncomfortable indeed.
Sunday 25th July continued nearly as hot and the fires in Monchique had
broken out again after having been partially controlled by the bombeiros.
I couldn’t imagine what it must be like for those brave men and women
fighting fires in the already intense heat. The temperature was still 43ºC
on Monday 26th and we could see very heavy smoke from fires in the area
between Silves and Monchique. A huge pall of smoke came over Carvoeiro
dropping ash and burnt leaves.
The heat wave continued into the week and on Wednesday we decide to try
some Chinese food. With a total of 11 of us it was always going to be
tricky to get in some place and, with the heat, a priority was air
conditioning. We had no luck at the Restaurant CHINES opposite COLOMBOS
nor at GRANDE MURALHA further up Estrada do Farol (restaurant hill) but we
were able to get a booking at CHINATOWN. We popped next door to FLIC FLAC
BAR for a drink whilst we waited for our table to come free. Not very busy
at that time of the evening - post cocktail and pre after dinner, but we
enjoyed nice drinks well served by the young Portuguese lady behind the
bar.
We all thought that the Chinese meal was excellent. The place was full but
service very good even though we were a table of 11. A very reasonable
bill was shared amongst us and the girls amongst our party were delighted
to be given fans by the waitress as we left. They would come in handy!
On Wednesday we travelled to Spain to stay overnight with friends at
Sotogrande just along the coast from Gibraltar. The devastation along the
motorway near Tavira following the fire was amazing. We drove for 15 km.
seeing hectare after hectare of burnt trees and shrubs, sometimes on both
sides of the motorway where the fire had leapt across.
On Thursday morning I had to go into Gibraltar and had the usual border
nonsense! I left my car on the Spanish side and walked over but when I
came out again at lunchtime there was a huge queue of cars trying to get
in hooting their horns in protest which just makes the Spanish frontier
people even more obstinate. With Gibraltar's planned celebrations of 300
years of British rule about to take place in early August it is time this
matter was settled once and for all.

Driving back up on Thursday afternoon a friend called us to warn of a
large fire between Loulé and faro. It seems this was the same fire that
had started near Messines and had travelled
right along the ridge. As we approached Faro we could see what was
obviously a huge fire up in the hills. Thick black smoke was clouding the
sky and giving the hot afternoon sun a weird red glow. We saw three large
water carrying planes apparently fetching and carrying water from the sea
to douse the flames. It was obviously a major fire and well out of
control.
Arriving back home in the early evening, we joined up with our friends who
had been staying with us and went to VIA ITALIA. We just managed to get a
table for the seven of us as it was pretty busy and once again I really
enjoyed the meal there. Via Italia sits nicely above the town and has a
busy “Italian” atmosphere to it. CESAR the waiter whom I have known for
years was zipping in and out of the tables keeping everybody happy. As
previously we finished off our meal with fresh parmesan cheese brought to
our table in a huge lump for us to slice off – delicious!
The temperature had dropped significantly whilst we had been to Spain and
was more bearable but still in the mid 30’s.
After 44º that seemed positively cool! On Friday with a general desire for
some spicy food we all went to Algarve Club Atlantico to the Indian
Restaurant: I am always unsure if it is called PEARL OF INDIA or CURRIES
AND SPICES. I think this is Indian food at its best and we were well
entertained by the staff with not too big a bill at the end.
With the month drawing to a close and our first batch of visitors due to
depart we decided on our annual pilgrimage to ILHA DESERTA off Faro.
Eleven of us set out to catch the first ferry at 10 am. This is a fabulous
place and well worth a day out. The beach never gets crowded even at peak
times simply because it is rather remote. You can get there either by
private boat, the regular 100 seater catamaran ferry which costs 7 Euros
return or by private speedboat taxi which costs 7 Euros one way only with
a minimum of 5 passengers and maximum of 10. The ferry leaves from the
quay alongside the walls of the old city of Faro. It is a very pleasant 30
minute boat trip and then a short walk from the quay to the beautiful
sandy beach. Sun beds and umbrellas are available.

We took some filled rolls and water with us but enjoyed a super lunch of
fresh sea bass at ESTAMINE - the only restaurant there. At 6pm we caught
the last ferry back and headed back to Carvoeiro. The difference in the
numbers of tourists in the town was very noticeable and we could see that
the August invasion had already started.
Until the beginning of September - have a good summer.
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