Final taste of bike life: Portimau – Faro

The last bit of my journey was the least picturesque. While it started the same, with the classic magical elixir: The rest of the day was a little bit grueling.

I spent my last 90km along a pretty uneventful regional highway, passing by resort after golf resort, getting passed by RVs and transport trucks. Thankfully, there was a paved shoulder for much of the way, so I didn’t have to engage in direct combat with the larger vehicles. There were enough rolling hills to keep my thighs engaged for the day.

Far and away, the highlight of the day was when I decided to stop at a citrus stand to purchase an orange. The kind and friendly older man gave me an orange and chatted as I ate it. He also gave me these kumquats, which were tiny little flavour nuggets of pure happiness. As per usual, the trickiest part of the journey was making my way into Faro, where the confluence of major highways and thick traffic made cycling less pleasurable. Thankfully, I was able find my way into the city centre and to my charming hostel home, to a washing machine, a bed, and one of the best bottles of wine I have ever drank.

Turns out the end of this journey tasted amazing. Thanks for tagging along on my bike journey in Portugal! It was really a treat. My time in Portugal was not over – just trading the bike in for a slightly larger ride (a camper van!) so stay tuned for those posts! More bike tripping to come in the future.

Until next time, pedal happy!

Remember, this is all part of my “Pedalling for Mental Health” challenge, where I am hoping to raise money for mental health research. If you are able to support this great charity, please donate here!