Photo walk tour of Esposende, Portugal - Part 2

This time, we will take a different route, and then meet where we have left off in Part 1. Last time, we passed the marina and children's playground on the right, then crossed the road on the left. This time we will continue straight ahead, passing the marina on the right and then the roundabout on the left. 

Photo walk tour of Esposende, Portugal - Part 1

Today I am taking you on a photo walk tour of beautiful Esposende. In my previous post, I introduced you to this, off the beaten path fisherman's town, and today we will walk from the beaches and marina to the town center. 

Esposende - the fisherman's village, Portugal

Just 50km north of Porto, is a little place by the ocean with wide, unspoilt, sandy beaches and relaxed vibe. This upmarket, elegant town, lies in the Braga District in the north of Portugal and is home to just over 34,000* people.  

First days in Portugal

Good Morning, Portugal! This was the view that we would wake up to, for the next two years. The sheep, the chickens, the dogs, the birds and of course the ocean, were our wake up clocks. You could hear the ocean much better at night, when all of the other

Boa Noite, Portugal

Three years ago, in February, we had decided to pack our life yet again and move from Cambridge, UK to a warmer climate. After researching few options, we decided to go to the same little fisherman's town, we visited almost 10 years earlier. We started packing, before we even had a place to rent. We knew, renting a nice place in Portugal, that was warm in winter, cool in summer, with all the mod cons, wasn't going to be easy.

Costa Blanca to Portugal via Madrid

After 4 night's stay on the Costa Blanca, we left Denia, with the aim to catch the train from Alicante to Madrid. Everything was going well, until our little one, decided he no longer wanted to stay in the car. We had a compulsory, two-hour stopover at some Spanish rancho, after which we continued our journey. After returning the car in Alicante and a quick food shopping, we got on a two-hour, direct train to Madrid.

Buenos días Costa Blanca

The next morning we left Girona on a train to Valencia, with a stop to change the trains in Barcelona. Valencia was a big city with lots of noise and cars, but I liked the way it came to life in the evening, when all the bars and restaurants opened up, the smell of food and people sitting outside by the tables out on the streets. This was the Spanish nightlife.