Bonus Content #3 – Everything You Need to Know About Tavira, Portugal
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Tricia Pimental
Stepping Through a Door of Dreams in Northern Portugal
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Now That Portugal’s No Longer a Secret, Here’s Where You Should Explore
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My Three Favorite Handicraft Towns in Portugal
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Six Top Praias Fluviais—Portugal’s River Beaches
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Beaches, History, and Charm: 5 Must-See Algarve Towns
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Exploring the Magic of Southern Portugal
I’m padding down a smooth, wooden boardwalk. This one is different, constructed not parallel to the shoreline, but perpendicular, thoughtfully enabling beachgoers to reach the shore without traipsing over a lengthy stretch of sand. When I reach the clear water, a warm wave gently washes over my feet, a perfect start for my journey. I’m Read more...: Exploring the Magic of Southern Portugal
Roaming the Ruins—Central Portugal’s Conímbriga
I stop to watch as Senhor Melro, aka “Blackbird,” meticulously paints a ceramic plate. I’m hooked, knowing I must return to buy for sale in the ticket office. But at the moment, I’m eager to explore Conímbriga, a walled former urban settlement and the site of one of the largest excavations in Portugal...
An Immersive Learning Experience in Portugal
Why am I content living in Portugal? I was often asked that question by family and friends in the States when I moved here in 2012. Here’s what I wrote then: “A herd of goats files into the pasture below my patio. It’s 10 a.m., but I only know that because that’s when the milking finishes in the animals’ ancient stone quarters across the road. Distant bells from the village church are also a clue...
Whisper of the Past in Old World Portugal
A woman dressed in black from head to toe meanders on the road before me, an ancient rough-hewn stick in her hand. Her bovine companions moo and low, their flanks swaying rhythmically as she speaks gruffly to them, urging this one to hurry...