Time is My Worst Enemy

It´s true. Two weeks is just not enough time to enjoy all that Spain and Portugal have to offer.

Portugal is such a beautiful country. It´s very similar to Australia in a lot of ways, gorgeous beaches, long scenic drives, there was even a moment today in the car between Lagos and Lisbon when I wound down the window and could actually smell the eucalypt... really, really homesick.

But I have to say, I have yet to find a beach in Australia that has a lick on these Portugese beaches. At Lagos, the beaches are framed by gorgeous rock formations so there is actually shade all over the beach. Plus heaps of people use the rocks are a natural diving board - it´s scary watching the people take the plunge but I swear, if I could swim, I would jump off a 30m high rock too. (I bet mum is glad that I can´t swim so I sit safely on the beach and look pretty). Another beach in Sinas was similarly beautiful - when the sun is shining on the water, the sand literally looks like gold. No I´m serious, it shines, I was tempted to grab a handful and take it home.

But now I have to sign off this very short entry, as I said, time IS my most horrible enemy and Johnny is nagging for a turn on the computer. :p