Ferreire do Zezere to Vila Nova de Milafontes. 24.04.16
Set off this morning at 9.30, with 180 miles to go, which would eventually take us to the West Coast.
When we stopped for a drink after an hour or so, Paul was cursing the village that had seemed to be "80 miles long".
Later in the day we returned to a road we'd been on last year, the IC1, which had signs all along calling it the road of death, and the road surface looked like it had been "carpet bombed" by the RAF. Perhaps a slight exaggeration, but it wasn't very comfortable.
Now we have another 900 miles under our belts since Tuesday, each and every mile is getting easier. Today was just one of those days though, I think made worse because Paul has caught a cold, and I was feeling a bit achy.
We were both pleased to arrive tonight, and were greeted by clear blue skies and a sea breeze. We're here for a couple of nights, so looking forward to some chilling out, and walks along the beach.