Kevnjan's new adventure.

Sun. 10th. Mar. Mina de Sao Domingo was a fascinating place. A town which was built around a 19th. century copper mine, owned by the English, who apparently dealt with the workers in a most unpleasant way. The mine is now deserted and the workings are abandoned, there are shells of formerly grand buildings, still standing and the terraced workings glowering over the landscape. An eerie sort of a place, we visited around sunset and it was silent except for the occasional bird. It made a big impression. We spent the night there and on Saturday headed for Pomerao, a small village on the banks of the river, a beautiful spot, peaceful and barely a soul around. The scenery in this part of Portugal is striking, the wild flowers everywhere, sorry we missed the almond blossoms, it must be spectacular. The weather has been indifferent, showers, heavy at times, interspersed with warm sunny spells. Today we drove back into Spain and down a fabulous straight road, back to the border and reentered Portugal. We have driven up the coast of the Algarve to Olhao and taken up residence on a campsite for a few days. We got a decent wifi signal and Skyped Paul and Barb. This was much to the annoyance of a bombastic Frenchman, one of a four playing bridge. He took exception to the conversation we were having and it was necessary to remind him of his manners, (a strange concept to the French). He addressed me for 30 seconds in French, a complete waste of breath as you can imagine, as I understood not one word. His companions were graceful enough to be embarrassed for him. What a dick!! Janet has gone off to cook dinner and I am taking advantage of plentiful wifi to upload some videos on Facebook. My French neighbours are now leaving, no apology received so far Cest la vie. Let's try to put some flowers on.