A week in Fuzeta and nearby “train reachable” places along the eastern Algarve coast.
The town is somewhere between charming and falling down. You’ll find a busy little town square with some restaurants serving simple, fresh and well cooked food (often to the fishermen that caught it), locals playing pétanque, fish being barbequed by the waterside and a more modern bar by the quiet beach.
It all feels (and at times smells) like real life.
We enjoyed vists to Faro, Tavira, Olhão (pronounced like “all you” in a geordie accent, as far as I can tell) and a trip to Vila Real de Santo António reminded us what we weren’t missing in a town of hotels, shops and bars catering for tourists.
I went to have a break from taking photographs but the little Sony 5R and 20mm pancake lens is easy to carry around and popped out when I saw a composition I liked, looking in particular for anything faded or worn; especially with a palette of orange and blue.
On the second day I took off my glasses to rest my eyes and the first thing I noticed was the fall off of the light on the table, you can never fully turn off.