This next chapter in my journey is the beginning of the workaway experience. It takes place in the small town of Poco Barretto in the Algarve region of Portugal. It is with a woman name Patricia from the U.K. who had been living in Portugal for many years. She had a gentleman by the name of George staying with her, her “handyman”. He was also from the U.K. and has been in the Algarve for 20 years. Not really sure how they met?
Our first impression of this place was not a good one. Besides the fact that I was sick as a dog when we first arrived (I brought some sort of bug back from Morocco with me. Worst four days of my life!), she was not even around when we got in. We hitch-hiked half-way to the closest beach in Armacao de Pera and walked the other half. We got a ride from a Dutch woman who owned a B&B in Poco Barretto.
We got back into town around 9 p.m. and got a ride from George up to Pat’s place. She showed us where we were sleeping and we were all speechless. It was a little shanty next to her pond. It had no floor and threes walls with a few shingles hanging out for a roof. We all got our sleeping backs out and laughed ourselves to sleep with the accompaniment of a hundred frogs screaming for no damn reason. Slimy little bastards!
Once we awoke we were blown away! Her property was gorgeous! There were flowers and citrus trees everywhere, not to mention all of the animals she had. There were a few dozen love birds, some parakeets, a macaw, a cockatoo, two Shetland ponies, coi fish, and three shitzus. She even cooked all of our meals for us! She was a great cook, plus there was “John the chef” from Scotland staying on her property who cooked some of our meals as well. Very good :P!
Our first job was to finish the shack we were staying in. Put up the fourth wall, put the floor in, latch the roof down, and paint the place. This took us a couple of days to do. It was fun work. Much better than weeding which some of us did have to do at times. The other major jobs we had to do was putting up an electric fence for a new horse pasture and hauling rocks for a waterfall she was going to make for the pond next to our shanty.
The highlight of this part of the trip was going to the local dance at the train station (The train station and a bar were all that made up the town of Poco Barretto). All of us made out on the dance floor at least once to try out the local dance. Very fast pace. Lindsey and I kept bumping into people. The second highlight of the trip was coincidentally meeting the English girls at the bar in town. They just happened to be there when we went in for some burgers. They were only in town a few days visiting one of the girls’ parents. We went out with them on our last night. We went bar hoping in the beach town of Albufeira. It was soooooo much fun! We did it all from dancing to karaoke. Amazing!
This next chapter in my journey is the beginning of the workaway experience. It takes place in the small town of Poco Barretto in the Algarve region of Portugal. It is with a woman name Patricia from the U.K. who had been living in Portugal for many years. She had a gentleman by the name of George staying with her, her “handyman”. He was also from the U.K. and has been in the Algarve for 20 years. Not really sure how they met?
Our first impression of this place was not a good one. Besides the fact that I was sick as a dog when we first arrived (I brought some sort of bug back from Morocco with me. Worst four days of my life!), she was not even around when we got in. We hitch-hiked half-way to the closest beach in Armacao de Pera and walked the other half. We got a ride from a Dutch woman who owned a B&B in Poco Barretto.
We got back into town around 9 p.m. and got a ride from George up to Pat’s place. She showed us where we were sleeping and we were all speechless. It was a little shanty next to her pond. It had no floor and threes walls with a few shingles hanging out for a roof. We all got our sleeping backs out and laughed ourselves to sleep with the accompaniment of a hundred frogs screaming for no damn reason. Slimy little bastards!
Once we awoke we were blown away! Her property was gorgeous! There were flowers and citrus trees everywhere, not to mention all of the animals she had. There were a few dozen love birds, some parakeets, a macaw, a cockatoo, two Shetland ponies, coi fish, and three shitzus. She even cooked all of our meals for us! She was a great cook, plus there was “John the chef” from Scotland staying on her property who cooked some of our meals as well. Very good :P! 
Our first job was to finish the shack we were staying in. Put up the fourth wall, put the floor in, latch the roof down, and paint the place. This took us a couple of days to do. It was fun work. Much better than weeding which some of us did have to do at times. The other major jobs we had to do was putting up an electric fence for a new horse pasture and hauling rocks for a waterfall she was going to make for the pond next to our shanty.
The highlight of this part of the trip was going to the local dance at the train station (The train station and a bar were all that made up the town of Poco Barretto). All of us made out on the dance floor at least once to try out the local dance. Very fast pace. Lindsey and I kept bumping into people. The second highlight of the trip was coincidentally meeting the English girls at the bar in town. They just happened to be there when we went in for some burgers. They were only in town a few days visiting one of the girls’ parents. We went out with them on our last night. We went bar hoping in the beach town of Albufeira. It was soooooo much fun! We did it all from dancing to karaoke. Amazing!
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