Dear Solo SHE,
I can’t say enough good things about Portugal. It was on this trip, my second to this beautiful country with incredible landscapes that never cease to end, that I almost convinced my dad to go in on a timeshare with me and that’s not to say I won’t keep trying. This time I went to visit in the summer so it was way more touristy and just HOT. Per usual, I met strangers aka new friends who had itineraries of what they planned to do, check out instagrammable places and most of all, were also traveling solo – the trifecta. Because of my new stranger friends, I went to the beach – which by the way was freezing, if you’ve been to Nice, you get it. Later on, I wound up in a commune aka yoga resort where scissors were used to tear apart my incredible pizza after a “hot yoga” session – yes, the sun beaming was what made it hot and also cleaning. Some of the best food trucks I’ve experienced were at this resort/commune and if you’re open to simple living, this is for you.
