This weekend is the Festival da Batata-doce de Aljezur (sweet potato) and having had the pleasure of attending once before, we headed off. Bela, Harald, Marc and myself, out for an adventure on a gorgeous sunny Saturday.
Aljezur is a small market town of whitewashed houses and cobbled streets located about thirty kilometers north of Lagos near the border between the Algarve and the Alentejo in south west Portugal. For us, about an hour and a half drive.
Onroute, Harald offered to introduce us to this amazing little village tucked away in the middle of seemingly, nowhere! The tiny village of Pedralva, which in 2008 lay pretty well in ruins. Thanks to one man’s creative vision it has been brought back to life. What a fabulous treat for us, especially on this hot and sunny day.
Marc and I were so appreciative of this little side adventure and all the wonderful information Bela and Harald are willing to share with us. We gleen new knowledge of Portual and things Portuguese each time we spend time with them.
The drive through the mountains from Pedralva to Aljezur was intoxicating thanks to the scent of the many towering eucalypti. Even with the windows closed in the car, it was amazing. Between that, the vistas on both sides of the mountain roads, and the simple enjoyment of being out together. It was blissful.
Our first stop on arriving in Aljezur……lunch. After all, you can’t go to a festival with all that food on an empty stomach!!
The festival was as much fun as it was in previous years. It truly is one of our favourite here in the Algarve, and there is no shortage of festivals!
The annual festival is held to pay tribute to the sweet potato as a part of Aljezure’s cultural and gastronomic connection with the community and to show off to visitors the quality of the “Aljezur batata-doce”. The sweet potatoes from Aljezur are so special that they have been officially recognized as a product with a protected designation of origin.
By now it’s been about six hours since we left home and given we are all heading out this evening for a concert, decided it might be good to go home, rest in our respective apartments, enjoy whatever beverage tickled our fancy…..in ours it turned out to be a G&T. During the walk back to the car there were of course, a few photo opportunities.
A great day of wandering with our wonderful friends and I’m certain it won’t be our last time. In a couple of hours we four head off, a five minute walk from the quinta, to a concert by a “local girl” whose made a name for herself…..that’s how she has been described to us. Christina Paulo with a guirarra portuguesa,viola no baixo and if I am reading the ticket correctly, special guest Ruca and Tiago!!!!! In any case, it will be fun and I’m certain we will be tapping our toes and smiling with the pleasure of it all.
6 thoughts on “And So The Festival Begin”
Wow…it sounds like another amazing day of exploring and celebrating in the Algarve!
Oh…and I love the photo of the boar’s head 😜
I’d love to be able to say I saw it in the wild!!! Some day, mark my word.
I hope it’s when we are out on a hike together 🐗
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What a day! Glorious sunshine, fellowship, sights and sounds galore. Lovely.
And soon you will be part of that fellowship……….and probably sounds galore when a boar comes running out of the brush after us!!!!! LOL