A Sort of Homecoming

Tonight we’ll build a bridge
Across the sea and land
See the sky, the burning rain
She will die and live again

And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning
Lights in the distance

Oh don’t sorrow, no don’t weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home.
— U2 in “A Sort of Homecoming”

Talking about my hometown is almost the same as talking about my daughter… I’ll never say bad things about my daughter, and neither my hometown.

I was born in Portimão, a town in the district of Faro, situated in the Algarve region of southern Portugal. The Algarve region is well known for its golden sands, warm waters and beautiful beaches. We can easily say that Algarve is the French Riviera of Portugal; a dreamy place to be at.

There was a time the region was a well-kept treasure, when only a few people knew about its beauty and charms, while others simply didn’t have enough money to go south to discover this place.

Now, everything has changed. We live in a global age where everyone has a camera in their pocket, sharing the “hidden treasures” of Earth daily on their social media. What used to be a secret a decade ago is now an overcrowded place. We could blame the long and dark economic recession that hovered Europe and Portugal for a while or the presence of social media into our lives, but no matter what is the cause, more and more people decide to pilgrims to the Southern region of Portugal, in search of salty airs and quiet time.

But Algarve is still beautiful, don’t get me wrong. During the winter season, we have a very temperate weather with ways less rain than the rest of the country. Plus, you will always find waves to surf on, without forgetting the beautiful landscape surrounding you.

During the summer, I headed south again for a few days. A sort of homecoming….

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