Stories from Silver Coast Portugal.

Being from South Africa you learn from a young age not to trust people. If someone asks for your hand they usually want your arm and if you don’t want to give it to them they will cut it off anyway.

One of my first amazing experiences of Portugal was at a little café right on the strip in Sao Martinho Do Porto. I ordered a roll with some cheese and a coffee. When it came time to pay the lady didn’t have change for my fifty euro note. She had an interesting expression on her face almost as if she was saying ‘what kind of idiot pays for a roll and coffee with a fifty euro note?’. So she gave me the receipt and said amanha, this means tomorrow. Then in broken English she said “you pay tomorrow, or the next day, whenever”. I’d like to believe it’s coz I’m incredibly good looking but it was because she trusted me, this is normal for these wonderful people an this amazing place.

Written by Dylan Herholdt