Marta Greber
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When I bought my first camper world was a different place. There were not that many people living in a van or camper in Europe. World was way more inviting and there were not many rules for us. I felt free and safe to the level that I was travelling alone with my two (then) year old person filled with awesomeness. Nowadays it’s slightly different. In Europe there are places where you can’t even drive through with your camper anymore. But i still love it. Waking up in a new place, drinking coffee with an unfamiliar view, walking on a beach with the sunrise. Just a few pros. Camper life is still awesome.
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Gosh, this place is good. I wouldn’t suggest going after 10am because you’ll be accompanied by thousands of people. But sunset time is still worth the company. Early morning though — that’s a completely different story. Places like this are too pretty not to visit, and of course you’re not the only one who knows about their existence. But gosh, it’s good to experience it. Try the oysters, they’re fresh from the area. Grab a nice glass of something and enjoy. They also make toffees here — dangerously good ones, impossible to stop at just one, unfortunately. And the camper parking? Awesome. Makes those sunrise walks super easy. After years of camper life, my kid finally decided on her own that she’d wake up with me an hour before sunrise to see what I’ve been bragging about. She loved it. Me too. Which means — no sunrise pictures at all in the end. I do not think she will do it again…
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River beach. Just a friendly reminder that Portugal has it all ????. I’m not a big fan of cold water. I try to be, since apparently it’s good for me, but my inner voice screams “run away!” whenever I get close. The good news is that river water in Portugal is much warmer, and there are plenty of amazing beaches with lifeguards, cafés, water activities—everything you’d expect from the seaside. So if you’re not best pals with the cold ocean, you’ve got options.
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I can write endlessly about my internal feelings each time I cross the French border into this beautiful country. So many emotions, so much excitement. One would think that, after some time, the intensity would fade—but no. All I do is look, drink, eat, and repeat. And in the meantime, I visit all the pretty places.
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It was close to 40°C at that moment, but it still didn’t stop me from wandering around. A tiny village, yet very welcoming—they’ve even managed to make space for campers in their parking. There’s a small café with cold drinks that give your body a thermal shock, but also make you feel like a human being again. Beautiful stone buildings, stone streets, cats ignoring accidental cat lovers—and somehow I had the feeling that there’s an everyday life here I’m not part of, but I can pretend to be for a brief moment. It doesn’t surprise me that places like this are an inspiration for writers. It feels like the perfect place to write a book.
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Bruniquel made a beautiful impression on me. When we got there, it was scorching hot—the kind of heat where buying ice cream feels less like a treat and more like a survival tactic. Luckily, we stumbled upon the cutest little shop where everything revolved around apples (and more). Yes, even the ice cream. They were getting ready for a festival that was set to start in just two hours and would last until the last person felt like dancing. We tried to wander around, but it wasn’t easy—apparently, only my curiosity can keep me moving like a lunatic in that heat. The night was hot too, filled with the buzzing and chirping of insects. But the morning made up for it—cool, quiet, and almost empty, except for me, a few cats, and the weight of history. The festival crowd must have still been asleep. What struck me most was how well cared for everything was. The buildings, the streets—they carried time and character, but without decay. This is exactly why I love traveling: arriving at a place like this, completely by chance, just because of a finger on a map.
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I saw a ranking of the most beautiful beaches in the world, and only one of them was in Portugal. I’m convinced that’s a mistake. I know at least 30 beaches that deserve to be on that list—and I haven’t even visited all beaches there are. Portugal is a lucky country, blessed with incredible ocean access, and I can’t help but feel that many of the most beautiful spots are being kept a secret. Why? Maybe because when I go to some of my favorite places, there are only a few locals around—or nobody at all (though, to be fair, I don’t go there on weekends, which might explain it). Sharing is caring, but honestly, the best idea is to travel around and discover them for yourself. And if your journey takes you through the Algarve, make sure to stop for a coffee in Burgau—just because it is pretty.
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Very often I find myself in places I never planned on being—and usually, it blows my mind. That’s exactly what happened at this beautiful Quinta. We somehow managed to park our camper (definitely too long for the Douro Valley!) and slipped in probably just minutes before it was too late to order lunch. We had zero expectations, as I knew nothing about the place. And gosh—what an explosion of flavors! I honestly couldn’t even choose what tasted best. Every dish was a tiny culinary adventure, full of excitement. They say there are no coincidences in life, and maybe what they really mean is that I was meant to eat here—and that I should come back again soon. Hopefully very soon. @bistroterraceofficial
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Life in slow motion, or in observing mode. If I could make a rule, I’d vote for making observation points obligatory. Not just for a fleeting moment, but for a real process of observation — in general and in particular.
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