Near Faro, we found this nice place. A bohemian and quiet town.
A journey of an hour and a half by train and taxi to reach this place from the suburbs of Faro, but the pictures says all, we had to come.
It seems that the Madeirans become a little crazy about Christmas festivities. The cities are full of lights, music for the occasion and of course giant cribs.
Arriving in Madeira was a welcome to the tropic and joy in the middle of the European winter. I have stayed in Machico, a village far from the noise and populated with white houses with terracotta roofs. The apasibity of the place envelops me and invites me to an inner travel impregnated with blue sky and semi-deserts flowers.
Después de Genova el destino me llevo a Lisboa, esta vez mi anfitrión fue Tiago. Un chico portugués que conocí en uno de los picnics que organizamos con Christian en el puerto de Genova.