Tales of Portugal- Obidos

I can’t tell you about our few hours at Obidos without telling you about what happened that morning. Picture the scene. We decided to go to the coast for the day. After driving for an hour or two we arrived at our destination. We parked up and were determined to enjoy the day even though it was overcast and a bit cold. The town was quiet and we decided to first take a walk on the beach to admire the crashing waves. We walked up to the water and stood for a few minutes admiring the size of the waves and washing them crash against the shore, a safe distance from where we were stood. Gazing around I decided to do a bit of filming and as my phone camera focused on the waves, suddenly they were rushing closer and closer. We ran but not fast enough and suddenly we were knee deep in freezing water. Collapsing with laughter we squelched our way back up the beach. With no towels or a change of clothes (we hadn’t planned to go in the sea!) we debated what to do. We decided to search for a supermarket to find towels and instead ended up in Obidos! And I am so pleased we did as it is the most beautiful of places. Even if you do have wet feet.

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We didn’t really know much about Obidos before our arrival but with me being the history lover I am, we knew it was a place worth a visit. Obidos is an absolutely stunning walled town that perched high, gazing out over the surrounding locality. I love the story of Queen Isabel de Aragon who, when remarking on its beauty in the 13th century, was given it as a gift by her husband the King. Apparently since then it has continued to be given by princes to their brides!

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Porta da Vila

 After entering through the impressive Porta da Vila, the main gate to Obidos, our first task was to explore the narrow cobbled streets. We admired the houses and the shops filled with local craft and delicacies. We may have partaken of a few baked goods (I got some of the most incredible iced gems which I demolished before thinking to take a photo!).

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We headed towards the castle, now a hotel, and found our way (ok, clambered) onto the town walls. We discovered you can actually walk the whole distance of the walls and, with our feet being slightly drier than before, we set off. Walking the castle walls was truly a wonderful way to see the town and gaze out into the surrounding area. I don’t think words can accurately describe the beauty of this town and so I hope these pictures will give you some idea of how picturesque it is.

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view Obidos Portugal

 The Mr and I both agreed that Obidos is one of those places that wherever you look there is a photo opportunity. In the time we had we didn’t get to explore as much as we wanted so it is definitely on our list for a return visit one day. I can’t wait to return to the beautiful streets and the wonderful sense of history at every turn.


Tales of Portugal- Part 1

Our tale begins with the birth of little ‘I’ last year. With her gorgeous dark hair and infectious smile she soon won over our hearts. And the Mr was proud to be asked to be godfather at her Christening, this Easter. As her parents are Portuguese it meant a trip to Portugal to help celebrate the happy occasion. Our trip was to be in two parts; a short stay in the mountains for the Christening and a few days in Lisbon. 

As we drove to our small cottage (in the Rio Maior municipality) which was to be home for a few days we couldn’t help but fall in love with Portugal. The mountains rose up either side of us as we travelled north from Lisbon. Eventually we turned off the main road and went up. And up. And up. Our home for the next few days, a stone cottage in a remote village, was right at the top of a mountain. We woke up most mornings to find ourselves in the clouds.


It was spectacular. Our Airbnb hosts were gracious and welcoming and the cottage was traditional, stone and freezing! But we had a fire, heaters and plenty of blankets so we were…well still freezing! But that didn’t stop me standing on top of the roof terrace gazing out and wondering how easy it would be to swap to a life here.


This time in the mountains was dedicated to the Christening and so, as the Mr went off to meet the priest and do pre-godfather duties, I stayed in the cottage and relaxed. After a long term at work all my body wanted to do was rest and read! Plus the rain was relentless. Staying in the house 1, Walking in the Village 0.

The next day dawned sunny and bright, thanks goodness as it was the day of the Christening. We arrived early and took the chance to explore the outside of the Church and take in the views around us.


The Church, Dólmen-Capela Igreja de Santa Maria Madalena, was a stunning building and I was intrigued by the megalithic chapel attached to it.


This was my first Christening and it was part of the Easter Sunday Mass. It was very interesting to watch the Mass although my lack of Portuguese meant I understood nothing that was said!

 Afterwards we travelled a short distance to another venue where we were fed the most delicious traditional Portuguese food (lots of it, it lasted the whole day!) and met friends and family of our friends. I soon learnt the art of communication by gestures and smiles. Everyone was very warm and welcoming. We even got a treat in the form of a local tour from Adilia, who we actually know from the Norfolk Street Bakery in Cambridge! She took us to see some local sights and it was great to get an insight into the day to day life of people in the area we were visiting. First stop was the Potes Mouros (Moorish Pots) that were apparently still in use in the fifteenth century. Not much is known about them but it was interesting to see something used for storage so long ago.


Afterwards we jumped in the car and went to visit a spring and drove back up the mountain to a scenic spot in Chãos. Here we saw what used to the local school (the teacher geek in me loved this!) and wonderful views! These weren’t major local tourist destinations but they allowed us to explore and get to know the area we were calling home for a few days. A huge thank you to Adilia for showing us around!

In my next blog post I will share with you a day trip to Óbidos. Óbidos is somewhere I definitely wish I could tuck into my Cabinet of Curiosities and visit all the time. I truly fell in love!

Thanks for reading!


Welcome to the Cabinet of Curiosities

Botanical Gardens

Hello and welcome to my Cabinet of Curiosities. Ever since I can remember I have loved finding things out. A snippet of a conversation or a news report would have me scurrying for books, websites…anything that could give me more information. As my curiosity grew so did my bookshelves and over the years I have accumulated a wide range of books on a wide range of subjects. I also love exploring new places and can often be found scribbling notes and musings in my journal which is always by my side. I am a primary school teacher (indulging in my love of finding things out and sharing with people, in my case a lovely bunch of kids who have a thirst for knowledge too!) and you can see my teaching musings at the Daylight Explorers blog. The Daylight Explorers has a more child centred theme as I aim to help inspire and get children to get out exploring nature, art, museums…well the world!

However the Daylight Explorers didn’t quite give me the space I wanted to share all those other things I discover and the places I have been and so I have opened up my Cabinet of Curiosities for you to view, a place to share interesting things I have read about and places I have been. So welcome! Please pull up a chair (but mind that stack of books right by your feet) and join me in exploring this wonderful world we live in!


Edited to add- this post was originally posted under the ownership of my Daylight Explorers post but I felt the need to separate it out under my personal twitter. So if you follow me on the DE Twitter you may have seen this before, sorry!