Quarteira, Algarve. My hometown. Where the weather is better, the food is better, even the air is better.
Every time I go there I’m hooked again, I genuinely think I’ve never been homesick every time I’ve been there, how can you be homesick when you’re at home?
This post is going to be about my hometown of Quarteira and why there is no place better in my eyes than there.
I remember the last time I went back, well, for summer at least. My mum moved there not long ago and I thought I’d visit her. As soon as I got off the plane, I took a walk down the avenida, went to the bars and did some chin ups by the beach.
After that I picked up my luggage, walked up the hill and went to Pão de Povo (the local bakery), bought a Pão com chouriço, then went to Avo’s villa.
I then caught up with the mama, walked back down the hill and made my way to the beach on my own. That walk down the hill is one that I could never get bored of. You get a great view of the beach and sea from the top of the hill, the smell of the sea air, and let’s not forget the heat.
The sound of the sea is something that gets to me, it’s so peaceful, so refreshing compared to sirens you hear every single day in the city.
Quarteira is my favourite place because of many reasons, but another one I can talk about is how much things cost.
Let’s forget clothes, phones and cars existed for a second and let’s talk about food. In the UK I can easily spend £5 for a sandwich, crisps, drink and a chocolate, on an every day lunch break.
On a normal day in Quarteira I would go shops and buy a 2 litre bottle of ice cold water for 35 cents, go to Pão de Povo again and stock up on cakes, samosas and rolls, and would end up only spending overall around 3/4 euros.
Now I don’t know about you, but if you can find me a 2 litre bottle of water for less than 50 pence in London I will spud you. The value you receive with a certain amount compared to the UK, is a massive difference.
In my hometown I know for a fact that my uncle has never paid for a dog, and he’s had more than one. Another perk.
Of course, in the UK you could also get a dog for free, if you knew someone, but to be honest, nobody really does. That’s another thing I love, the ease of being able to get a pet that can instantly increase your quality of life, in an already perfect town.
The weather isn’t just good for sunbathing; my family’s villa also grows a fig tree, oranges, aloe vera, lemons, all without the need of a greenhouse, or extra light.
I don’t know about others, but one of my goals in life is to grow my own fruit and veg and not feel the need to always go shopping.
You can buy a 3 bedroom villa with land to plant your fruit and veg, space for a swimming pool and for pets to run around for the same price as a one bedroom studio in London city. Then you can buy solar panels only once and have unlimited electricity for the summers to come. I can definitely envision myself growing old in a villa living on my own home-grown food.
Moving on… Let’s talk about the nights in my hometown.
At night, I can never run out of things to do. It was all about going to the beach bar and getting shots for 2 euros, or a fruity cocktail for 5 euros, and they’re never stingy down there either.
The avenida is full of bars to have pre-drinks at, and down the road, Albufeira and Vilamoura, is where the best Kizomba bars are, for those who enjoy that vibe, I do myself, but I’d pick chilling at the beach over all that any day, I just love the waves.
Then again, it’s not just about what you can do at night, it’s about the people in the neighbourhood.
In London city, you start the day competing to get on the tube, surrounded by negative people, then go home via the same route of poorly air conditioned tube lines. If you step outside your house at 3 am and see somebody you’d have that first thought of “who’s that”, simply because of London’s unpredictability, not like my hometown.
Where I mainly stay in Quarteira there is no wifi, it’s just very simplistic, but sometimes you want to post the odd pic or two. I can sit outside a cafe for wifi and get people walking past, at 3 AM, greeting you with a smile and a “boa tarde”. The positivity of the neighbourhood is unreal by British standards.
Even homeless people get it better. Homeless people here will freeze to death, with not many soup kitchens or facilities to help the homeless. Whilst in Quarteira homeless people get a hot meal 6 days a week, and can take cakes and fruit home. The poor may not get benefits, but they get enough food to keep going.
Speaking of freezing to death, it’s unheard of down there, too warm for snow or ice; it’s only a bit more breezy and rains more often, few storms, but the weather won’t kill you.
To wrap up, thats my hometown, Quarteira, you should go there one day.
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