Badamalos
I can't wait to tell you
about Portugal's wonder,
her winding trails,
and her charming ways.
We were tucked away, deep,
in a quaint stone village
for the first few days,
within Guarda's undulating hills.
With views extending as far as
the eye could see.
Badamalos, has that quality,
of slowing you right down,
encasing you within it's
warmed summer stone walls.
We spent precious family moments,
laughing, playing, jumping in the Coa river.
We ate and sang at the top of our voices,
danced, by the candle light
until the skies were dotted with stars.
We woke up early and slept late,
trailed up to hidden, peaceful, spots.
Sat on boulders, at hill tops,
and raised our arms to empty skies.
This entry was posted on September 12, 2013 by pangaweka. It was filed under Travel and was tagged with badamalos, guarda, peaceful, portugal, portuguese, quaint village, sabugal, stone houses, stone village, undulating hill.
Some photos are so reminiscent of Greece! Wonderful!
September 12, 2013 at 10:44 AM
Beautiful!
September 12, 2013 at 4:38 PM
Wow!
September 13, 2013 at 6:47 PM
Your Portuguese adventures look delicious and beautiful.
September 16, 2013 at 10:52 AM
They were fantastic Francesca, have you been to Portugal, it will charm you, I promise. Thank you for stopping by.
September 17, 2013 at 12:42 PM
Love this! The pictures make the poem come alive!
September 17, 2013 at 5:26 PM
Poem and photos are stunning – ah, I want to be there right now…
September 24, 2013 at 7:54 AM
Gorgeous pics! How fun ;))
October 5, 2013 at 6:08 PM
Thank you Tara!
October 10, 2013 at 3:15 PM