With our stay in Portugal’s beautiful capital, Lisbon completed, our next stop was the beaches of the Algarve. After sharing a room and bunk beds at the hostel, we rented a Airbnb in Portimao, one with a rooftop terrace and a BBQ. We were going to enjoy this part of the trip in comfort and privacy. Our house was not on the beach but, in a quite neighbors that was close enough to all of the major beaches by car. The pace in Algarve was slower. We would wake up each morning, drive to a beach or two, and return after sunset for a relaxing dinner on the terrace.
The slower pace meant I had time to think and reflect on the last year. It had been a year since my father’s passing and going on this trip was a family moment of bonding and healing. We wanted to celebrate life, to cry, to laugh, to live and worry less about what would happen tomorrow.