Europe 2026 - Sand, Sea, Blue Skies, Sunshine and a Major Clanger!

Sunday 29th March

The clocks sprung forward overnight, but also overnight we could hear boom boom all the time, Richard says that it was head banging music!!!It went on until 5am BST!  I had read from reviews that on a Saturday there was music until 2am and thought we can cope with that, but I also thought that with it being out of season there probably wouldn’t be any!

We drove to Praia da Areia Branca which is said to have extensive white sand, backed by dunes and cliffs - I’ll go along with that. It was beautiful but not dog friendly, so we didn’t stay long.

Next was Ericeira, however as we were driving along I was worried that, on a sunny Sunday afternoon, it could be very busy.  I knew that the town was know for being Europe’s first and only World Surfing Reserve, I could just imagine it being rammed.  I changed our parking area to out of town, a 15 minute walk, but when we got there it was quite a steep downhill walk and Richard’s knees don’t like steep downhill.  Time to come up with Plan B.  I had booked us into an aire for two nights as we wanted to go into Sintra, the reviews of the place were not good, but we needed somewhere secure and that had electricity.  So, Plan B was to stay in Ericeira on a campsite and either get an Uber into Sintra or take Kiwi in and return to the camp site afterwards.

The campsite, or RV park as they call it, was big with lots of chalets and teepees, though they weren’t up yet.  There were a handful of motorhomes there from varying nationalities.  We weren’t far from the facilities block and there were two free washing machines, but no tumble driers, however there were lots of washing lines.

Monday 30th March

I made a massive cock-up for today 😡

We took an Uber into Sintra and got dropped off at the station.  We were amazed and concerned about the amount of people around, we had been told it would be busy, but this busy??  There were queues for everything and, I think, even queues to join queues!  We caught the tourist bus  which goes up the hill to the Moorish Castle, the Peña Palace and finally the National Palace of Sintra.  The bus was rammed, it had to be overloaded.  I wanted to see the Peña Palace so we got off the bus and were directed to somewhere to pay, a young man took our money for the gardens only (I knew we wouldn’t be able to take Rio into the Palace) and asked us if we would like to use the shuttle bus or walk uphill for 20 minutes - needless to say we took the bus!  The bus driver suggested I sit on a disabled seat with Rio and we drove up to the Palace.  Then it all went horribly wrong.  The bus drivers changed at the top and the new one said no dogs, he wouldn’t let us off which we thought was a bit strange, we couldn’t understand why we had to go back to the bottom and then walk up.  He then told us to go and talk to one of the security men which we did.  It turns out that only service dogs are allowed anywhere in the Peña Palace grounds.  I understand that rules are rules but we had had interactions two officials and a driver and none of them had queried the dog.  At least we got the money back on our tickets. (I've just been putting photos into this post and it is so sad that I don't have any of the beautiful Pena Palace).

We caught the next tourist bus and went back down into Sintra getting off in the historic town.  We were hungry and found a nice restaurant called Tascantiga where we both had steak sandwiches.

We had a quick mooch before catching the tourist bus back to the station.  We debated about taking the other tourist bus and visit Monserrate Palace (which was dog friendly) but, to be honest, we were not enjoying Sintra and not just because of the Peña Palace debacle, it was far too busy for us, especially with Rio. 

I called an Uber and got dropped off at south beach in Ericeira.  The beach was really busy and then we realised it was the Easter school holidays, which is probably why Sintra was so much busier than we expected.  North beach only had about half a dozen people on it so we let Rio off the lead and he just ran and ran - poor little dog.  He had been so good.  In and out of his carrier goodness knows how many times.  In fact Rio has grown up so much since this time last year, when he would try and escape all the time, he knows now that he isn’t to go out of the van though sometimes the lure of the big outside is too much for a little dog!

We got one last Uber to take us back to the campsite, where we all just collapsed!


Tuesday 31st March

We didn’t have far to go today. 

Our first stop was to Cabo da Roca which is the westernmost point of continental Europe, where land literally ends and the vast Atlantic begins.  Historically, this was considered the "edge of the world," a sentiment captured by the Portuguese poet Luís de Camões on the stone monument there: “Onde a terra se acaba e o mar começa” (Where the land ends and the sea begins).  I was worried that it would be really busy, but was pleased to see that there was plenty of parking.  Also up there was a lighthouse which was built in 1772.  The red-and-white beacon is one of the oldest in Portugal and still guides ships today. 

Our next port of call and over night stay was Cascais.  The town has an interesting history.  Human presence in the region dates back to the Paleolithic era, with evidence of Roman and Moorish settlements later found throughout the territory. For centuries, Cascais was a small, quiet village of fishermen and farmers until In 1364, King Pedro I granted it administrative independence, elevating it to the status of a town. Because of its position at the mouth of the Tagus estuary, Cascais became vital for the defense of Lisbon.  King John II built a small fortress in 1488, which eventually grew into the massive Cidadela de Cascais (Citadel). The 1755 Earthquake: The Great Lisbon Earthquake and the resulting tsunami devastated Cascais, destroying many of its medieval buildings and its original castle. The town had to be significantly rebuilt in the years that followed.  The most dramatic transformation occurred in 1870, when King Luís I decided to convert the Citadel into his summer residence.  The King’s move drew the Portuguese nobility and wealthy elite, who built extravagant chalets and palaces (like the Museu Condes de Castro Guimarães). This era turned Cascais into one of Europe's most elegant seaside resorts.  During WWII, Portugal’s neutrality made Cascais and neighboring Estoril a sanctuary for exiled European royalty (including the Spanish, Italian, and Bulgarian royal families). 

Cascais is the European Capital of Democracy 2026, not sure what that means but it sounds impressive.

We parked up and started to walk into the town, however the sun was so strong and it was so hot that we only got as far as the lighthouse before turning back.

We deviated slightly off our route to see the Boca do Inferno (Hell’s Mouth) which is a dramatic chasm in the seaside cliffs where the waves crash with immense force.  There is a sea arch and a collapsed cave formation.  There was plenty of spray from the waves and with it being almost high tide it was the best time to see it.

As we walked down the hill into the town the noise from the waves crashing against the cliffs was, at times, like a gun shot.  I’m not sure how high up we were but you can see from the photos the amazing spray.

We went to see the Santa Marta Lighthouse which was originally built in 1867 on the grounds of a 17th-century fort, its striking blue-and-white horizontal stripes make it one of the most photographed structures on the Portuguese coast.  Sadly this was another no dog zone.  I just went in to take a photo of the lighthouse. 

By this stage we were so hot and Rio was panting so we turned round and walked back up the hill to a bar, where all three of use partook of their beverages and a bowl of French fries!

Our overnight stop was where we had parked.  This was a first for us, stopping on the side of a road (parallel parking).  It is a recognised overnight stop for motorhomes and there were six of us in the end.  The view from the van was across a fairly quiet road, a footpath, a cycleway and then the sea.  It really was a lovely location though we couldn’t sit outside.

Europe 2026 - Pretty Towns, Sunsets and Devastation

Thursday 26^th March

Richard dropped a bombshell this morning.  If you know Richard then you will know that he is a very laid back man and goes with the flow, so when he says something like, we are going to have to go to sites every other night as our batteries are losing capacity and need charging up properly, I panic 🙀. Trying to find sites that are open at this time of year isn’t easy and even though there are aires with electricity you can’t book them so can’t guarantee being able to hook up when you get there.  We had talked about getting lithium batteries in the past, but Richard had it in his mind that they would cost us about £5,000.  I thought I would just get a quote from the people who service Kiwi and it came back as £1,500!  All that time poor Richard had been worrying as, to be honest even to me, £5,000 was rather a lot.  Reliance can even do the work before we set off for Ireland three weeks after getting back from Europe!  Win, win situation 😆. We might even get a second solar panel on the roof.  As, when we get home, our present batteries will be chucked out, Richard is happy to knacker them on the remainder of this trip.  We have made one change though and will now be going to a vineyard/olive farm over Good Friday (the Portuguese celebrate Good Friday more than Christmas) where we can hook up.

Anyway back to our day!  Due to the circumstances above, our day changed!  I managed to find an olive farm where we could go to for the night and charge up the batteries as we had been off grid for 3 days.  This meant missing out somewhere, which turned out to be a monastery, where Rio couldn’t go into anyway.

We drove through Costa Nova which is renowned for its stripey houses. We saw them last year but that was in the rain, but wasn’t everything in the rain last year! We then headed for Leiria where there is a castle.  We found the car park then looked up and realised the castle sits on a hill (makes sense I guess!).  Richard is still getting muscle pain in his knees (his arthroscopy solved the giving way problem) and is fine going up hills but not down, this does cause planning problems 🤣. I chatted with Jem and discovered that there are two elevators to take people up to the castle, one being just across the road, great we thought but it was closed.  We walked round to the other elevator and that was closed too, so no castle for us ☹️ We decided to have a wander round the old town and found a lovely square with lots of restaurants, so decided to drown our sorrows with Coke Zero and have some lunch.  We chose a restaurant and had an excellent seafood omelette with a very tasty potato salad.

Back at Kiwi we set off for the olive farm which turned out to be a little haven.  All the pitches were between two rows of olive trees on a hard standing and had another two rows of olive trees to the next pitch.  There was a little shop that sold lots of local produce, all done on an honesty basis.  We sat out with a cup of tea and relaxed after a rather stressful day.

We did discuss staying for an extra night but there must be a dog kennels close by and there was a constant noise of barking dogs which, I’m afraid, put us off.

We had also been having internet problems.  Kiwi has an Avtex router and the TV is linked to that.  We had been having a lot of buffering and found it impossible to watch anything, though I could link the TV to my phone and it was fine.  An email to the people who fitted the router gave us the phone number of Avtex tech support.  These people were extremely helpful and suggested updating the unit.  They sent me the latest update which I duly installed and, voila, problem solved!


Friday 27th March

Sadly the dogs didn’t stop barking all night. It was usually just one (whereas yesterday it was more like two). There was the odd period of peace and quiet but even Rio got fed up and started barking - albeit quietly.

We weren’t in a hurry to leave and got away about 11.30 to drive to Nazaré.  A quick supermarket stop, more wine, beer, coke and milk!!

Nazare is known as the Big Wave Capital of the World, where 100 foot waves can be seen.  These are caused by an underwater canyon over 16,000 feet deep (the largest in Europe) that ends just offshore.  The season is between October and March, and with it being almost the end of March the wave were only about 5 to 10 feet.  When Storm Hermínia hit the coast between January 25th and 30th, it produced some of the largest raw swell readings of the season with surf reports indicating faces reaching 70–80 feet during the peak of this storm.

We got to the parking area by Praia do Norte only to find small waves which was rather disappointing.  They were still big but not BIG BIG!  It didn’t seem worth the 30 minute walk to the lighthouse to see the same waves.  Nazare is a no go area for motorhomes as the streets are very narrow and there is practically no parking.  I guess in the big wave season the whole area is flooded with “surf dudes” and their campervans, maybe they don’t want to be the Newquay of Portugal.

We had lunch and moved on to find a park up for the night.  I had two in mind and the first one was just perfect, we were the only people there until a German camper joined us.  He parked up right on the edge of the cliff which we had decided wasn’t the place for us!  We had a lovely view of the sea, though it was a tad windy.

As we were driving along the Estrada Atlantica we were horrified to see the devastation that Storm Kristin had wreaked on January 27th/28th and this area was at the centre of it.  It was described by meteorologists as a "weather bomb" and is officially the strongest storm ever recorded in Portugal.  Wind gusts were unofficially clocked at a staggering 148 mph, surpassing the previous records held by Hurricane Leslie.  The storm caused Portugal’s largest-ever blackout, leaving over 1 million people without power and there was widespread destruction of forests, structural damage to buildings, and several fatalities.  The government declared a "disaster situation" for the Leiria and Coimbra districts due to the scale of the wreckage. 

Storm Kristin was followed by Storm Leonardo on February 4th, which brought relentless rain to already saturated ground, causing major flooding.  Storm Marta was next on February 7th which added further rain and landslides to the central region.  Storm Therese was last in mid March and she brought yellow and orange alerts for wind and heavy rain to the area, though it was not as catastrophic as Kristin.

We were facing due west with nothing between us and the horizon.  I had hoped for a good sunset and I wasn’t disappointed.

Saturday 28th March

We have now had blue skies and sunshine for nearly a week now, with temperatures averaging 24 degrees during the day, though it’s jolly cold overnight. We have been waking up to about 12 degrees!!

Our stop over had been wonderful, there were two campervans and us. All we could hear were the waves.

We set off for Alcobaca where there is an UNESCO Monastery, the Monastery of Santa Maria d'Alcobaça. 

We parked up in an aire in the town and walked through pretty narrow streets towards the monastery.  Suddenly everything opened up into a big square and to our left was the huge and awe inspiring monastery.  It was founded in 1153 by Portugal’s first king, Afonso Henriques.  The King promised to build a grand abbey for the Cistercian Order if he was successful in conquering the city of Santarém from the Moors. After his victory in 1147, he donated the land to Bernard of Clairvaux (Saint Bernard).  The Church is the largest Gothic church in Portugal, stretching 100 meters in length. Its narrow nave and high vaults create a powerful sense of verticality and light. When Dissolution happened in 1834, the religious orders were abolished in Portugal. The monks were forced to leave.  I wondered why the building is so big so I asked Jem and he said that at its height, it accommodated nearly 1,000 monks.  It had vast dormitories as Cistercian monks originally slept in communal spaces rather than private cells, they needed enormous rooms. One of the dormitories is over 60 meters long.  Jem also told me that leading to the refectory is the "Door of the Fat Monks.  It was purposely built narrow (only 12 inches wide) so that if a monk became too overweight to fit through it, he was forced to fast!  I could do with a door like that!

Sadly, as we had Rio, we couldn’t go into the Monastery, but we stopped at a cafe across the square and gazed at it while drinking a coke! 

Our next stop was Obidos which is one of Portugal's most picturesque medieval villages, famously known as the "Wedding Present Town" because it was gifted by King Dinis to Queen Isabel in 1282. Encircled by well-preserved limestone and marble walls, the town is a labyrinth of cobblestone streets and whitewashed houses.  We parked across the road and entered the town via the Porta da Vila which is the monumental main entrance to the town, featuring a stunning interior balcony decorated with 18th-century blue and white azulejo tiles.  The Church of Saint Mary is the town's main parish church, famous for being the site of the 1441 wedding between 10-year-old King Afonso V and his 8-year-old cousin Isabel.  I didn’t take a photo as, sadly, it is a very poor state of repair.  Dominating the car park is the Aqueduto de Usseira, which is a 1.8 mile stone structure built in the 16th century to supply the town's fountains with fresh water.  It was commissioned by Queen Catherine of Austria, who sold her lands nearby to fund its construction.

Finally, and our stop over for the night, was Baleal.  It was just a car park but a big one.  It was quite busy but once the evening came the cars disappeared which left about six motorhomes.  Baleal is a small peninsula famous for its unique geography—a narrow causeway connects the "island" to the mainland, creating two distinct coastlines.  Surfers love it because the beaches face different directions, and they can almost always find a spot with offshore winds. If the waves are too big on the north side, the south side is usually calm and perfect for beginners.

We took Rio for a walk on the beach as people began to leave.  He just loved it and got the zoomies a couple of times.  Back in Kiwi, from my seat, I could see the sun going down - two lovely sunsets in a row, can’t be bad.