Nazaré, Portugal

Standing on top of the Forte de S. Miguel Arcanjo I stare to the horizon line over the ocean while seagulls fly around my head between running clouds. I close my eyes and I try to concentrate on sea sound, and it’s magic to distinguish on left side water swaying slowly whilst on right one rushing loudly

The promontory where I am divides the two beaches of Nazaré. The left one -the beach of Nazaré- is marvelous with the uphill town on background, but the real spectacle is on Praia do Norte where waves are crashing on the yellow shore, and the view losts on the wilderness with all it’s beuatiful natural colours, it is realy impressive.This place is just about seagulls, surfers and few fisherman, all of them with different meaning to stay here but all of them love this place in the same way, I reckon.

On the other side I see the small Nazaré, it seems very quiet and it is. Even if it is a touristic place the town has not lost his soul and it is really pleasant to visit, walking around his narrow streets where houses are mostly white decorated with azulejos and religious icons make me feel in a pacific and ancient place where people live a simple life forgetting what the world has become nowadays…