Saturday in Tojeira

Friday evening Fernanda's friend Carlos came, he's a photographer (admire his pictures on his website), to spend the weekend here.
We went to the beach where he took some photos. What a difference from Conil beach! High cliffs hang over the small beaches, rough waves, mist in the air. Wild and beautiful!
No place where I'd like to swim, but great for walks along the cliffs or at the beaches. This is what I meant to do on Saturday, and I did!
But first Fernanda and I went to the small artists' market at Fontanelas. Many of her friends were there, too, with handicrafted jewellery, sweaters, pictures, decorations, self grown plants - the small main place was full of people, greeting each other, helping each other, finding new pieces.
And of course I had to buy this earring with shells found at the nearby beaches, a n d the jacket Fatima had knitted - I so needed a jacket!;-)- , and a lovely decoration for my flat, made of things Marina, another friend, had found at the beaches, wood, shells, stones.
I left the market for a while to go to Sintra, but did not like it, to tell the truth. The medieval centre, was fine, but crowded with too many tourists, and the buildings and castles build in the 19th century to me seemed overdone and artificial in theier romanticism, like Neuschwanstein, which I hate.
But ok, it's world heritage, and I'll go there again today to enjoy the green parks and, above all, the museums.
But - honestly - the walks through the villages, the fields and along the coast to Azenhas do Mar were nicer...