And that's pretty much all that happened. I can't say where we stayed, or what we saw or where we ate, because it was all within two kilometers of our place, and it was a proper holiday. One where you don't take notes, or pay very much attention to anything other than what colour bikini you're going to wear that day.
All I know is that we stayed in a small fishing village called Salema, right on the tip of Portugal, looking out on to the Atlantic. We were lucky enough to be staying with family as well - who completely made the holiday everything we ever hoped for.
Portugal, I can't wait to see you again.