#OrangeTravels: Porto & Lagos, Portugal

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Porto

My Portugal adventure continues up north in Porto, a beautiful city rich in arts and culture. And on the opposite end in the south, I visited Lagos where it looked like an ordinary beach town during the day (probably cause everyone was hungover) which turned into a crazy party beast at night.

Lagos…

In the southern part of Portugal, you’ll find this little beach town called Lagos. Home to the Algarve, best known for it’s breathtaking cliffs and (nude) beaches. We stayed for 3 days at the Nick’s newly opened G-Spot Hostel, I’m totally biased but if you’re looking for a wild and crazy time, book a bed there!! First night we were there, we went barhopping and from met up with a few of Nick’s old hostel workers and after that, I just remember drinking out of fishbowls and getting annihilated at beer pong.

Second day started with some much needed hangover breakfast at Odeon, best breakfast you can get for 3 Euros! After that, we packed our mini backpacks and headed to the white sand beaches under the cliffs for some R&R. After a nice tan burn, we took off to hike the Algarve. Words can’t even describe how postcard perfect the cliffs were….so just look at the pictures I took and take my word for it.

Porto…

Porto is best known for it’s blue tiles that line the building walls and francesinhas. Think of a ham sandwich, stuffed with beef, covered in cheese, then stack on another meat sandwich, smother with cheese again and finally pour gravy on top. Yea – and that’s just the basic version, you can triple or quadruple stack that bad boy. I know what you’re thinking, “that sounds disgusting delicious”! Of course Nimi and I tried it and and of course we spent the rest of the night in a food coma.

We stayed at Yes! Hostel which I highly recommend. It’s right in the city centre, they have the friendliest staff, and a bed that doesn’t squeak – ahhh yes, that is always a bonus. So after one night’s stay, it was time for us to part ways. She was headed back to Lisbon, while I was off to Madrid to begin the Spanish leg of my journey.

At this point of my trip, I was 4 weeks in and had 8 more to go. But oh man, I was just getting started.

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