Thursday, July 2, 2026

Alaska: Week 2

Girdwood/Alyeska

We left Denali on June 21, Kristen’s 40th birthday. That day, the plan was for a ~4hr drive down to Girdwood, to stay at the Alyeska resort. To be clear, Kristen planned it this way!


Kristen's birthday dinner in Girdwood at Jack Sprat restaurant


We went for a birthday trail run in the morning, then checked out of the hotel and started the long drive South. Denali was in the clouds all day, so we did not get any more views. We did stop at a coffee kiosk, though.


Coffee kiosks are abundant in Alaska. It seems like in every parking lot, there is a tiny hut serving coffee. One of the locals told us that Alaska has the highest per-capita consumption of both coffee and ice cream of all 50 states (based on my research, they’re actually #2 or #3, but Alaska does have the most coffee shops per capita, and spends the most $ per person on ice cream due to the cost of dairy).


When we got South of Anchorage, the views changed into something we hadn’t seen all trip. Steep mountains came straight down to the water, fjord-style. Every valley seemed to have a cirque glacier in it. There were trailheads in the Chugach State Park all along the road, and the terrain looked beautiful.


The view from the side of the road just South of Anchorage


After arriving at Alyeska resort (where we would spend 2 nights at the “fancy” lodging in celebration of Kristen’s 40th), we went out to dinner at the best restaurant in the valley. Kristen and I went for a couple of trail runs in the rainforest near the resort, as well, which is very nice.


Hand tram to get across the river on the trail behind Alyeska. It's been closed for a couple of years due to an . . . incident a few years ago.


The next day, we went for a family hike at Crow Pass. This was one of the best hikes I’ve done in years. It went through multiple types of interesting terrain: starting in an alder forest, opening up onto talus slopes, then steeply going up along a waterfall up, across a small snow field and over a river, up to a high pass in a glacial bowl. It was about a 2,000ft gain over 3 miles, and both Sylvia and Soraya made it up all the way! We also saw a large group of mountain goats, including some baby goats, which is apparently called a nursery.


The view at Crow Pass


Cara, Kristen, Sylvia, and Soraya going up the scree field to Crow Pass


Crow Pass buried in snow in mid-June


That evening, Grandma, Papa, and Cara took the girls, and Kristen and I went to the Nordic Spa (a recommendation from our glacier guide), which was a lot of fun. I wasn’t a huge fan of the cold plunges, but the hot tubs and saunas were great.


We had intended to take the tram up to the top of Alyeska, but it was cloudy, so we decided not to.


The following morning, we checked out and went exploring. First, we went over to the Alaska Wildlife Conservation Center to see some rescue grizzlies, caribou, arctic foxes, owls, and more. Since we hadn't yet seen any grizzlies, this was a treat.


Close-up of a grizzly at the Alaska Wildlife Conservation Center


Cara had looked at the map and saw a small town called Whittier over on the ocean, and thought it might be cool. They’d gone the evening before to see, and it turned it out would be a great place to stop. There is a single-lane, 2.5 mile tunnel leading through a mountain to get there. They control traffic based on time: incoming traffic gets 15 minutes starting at X:30, outgoing traffic gets 15 minutes at X:00, and trains get the rest of the time.


The town of Whittier was interesting. It’s one of the wettest places in the entire US, and has a permanent population of maybe 200 people, almost all of whom live in a single apartment building. It has a small collection of shops, and is the kind of place where, if you want a coffee, you may need to go find the woman that runs the cafe because she’s hanging out at the fish packing shop next door. The town is incredibly pretty in its location within a fjord, and we are glad to have visited.


The town of Whittier. Everyone lives in the building on the left.


Cara also found a quick hike to Byron Glacier for us to do, which was a fun introduction to the kind of maritime glacier hiking we’d be doing down by the coast.


The whole family on the way to Byron Glacier

Byron Glacier at the end of the trail

Seward: Arrival

Seward would be our longest stay of the trip: 6 days.


Welcome to Seward


A note on the lodging here: everything was booked up when we went to plan the trip. Our family was lucky to get a small AirBnB, but Grandma/Papa/Cara booked a place that looked a bit iffy, because it was the only place with any vacancy. And it was more than iffy, with a weird smell that was triggering asthma issues, and problems with general cleanliness. Luckily, they were able to book at Seward’s apparent hotel of last resort, the Windsong Lodge. This place seems to cater mostly to tour groups, and because of that, will often have the odd room or two available if you’re in dire need on short notice. And they know it, and they’re going to make you pay for it.


We did not plan much for our time in Seward, except for a Kenai Fjords National Park tour on Saturday. Our only other goals there were to fish and hike.

Kenai Fjords National Park/Harding Ice Field


On our first full day, we went over to Kenai Fjords to do some hiking. The plan was to split up again, like we had done at Denali, but Sylvia was insistent she wanted to do the bigger Harding Ice Field hike. It would be another day of >2,000ft elevation gain and variable terrain. And she made it again!


It was still a bit early in the season for the Harding Ice Field trail, so the trail was packed up with snow above Marmot Meadows, meaning it would be tough going up to the Top of Cliffs viewpoint, and more or less impassible to the top without micro spikes. We weren’t sure how far we’d get, and it was pretty slow going at first, as the bottom of the trail is basically just steep switchbacks in the forest.


At Marmot Meadows, we ended up continuing on, and almost abandoned when the snow pack got extra steep and slippery, but made it to the lookout in the end, for INCREDIBLE views of the ice field and Exit Glacier.


The fam at the Top of Cliffs overlook at Harding Ice Field


Kristen and Cara overlooking the Harding Ice Field


360 view from Harding Ice Field


On the way down, everyone wanted to try glissading down instead of hiking, which turned out to be fun and hilarious.


Soraya glissading (sliding) down a snowy part of the trail


Cara glissading down the same part of the trail


Our hike ended up taking ~6 hours or so, start to finish, and we got down after 9pm (though with the sun, it looked no later than 5pm). Meanwhile, Grandma and Papa did the Exit Glacier Lookout hike, which they loved.


Strava link to hike

Russian River Salmon Jumping


The next day, we woke up pretty late on account of being destroyed from a long hike. At lunch the previous day, we’d met an eccentric woman who called herself Feral Gigi, who gave us good ideas on activities to do. So we decided to take her advice and drive up to Cooper Landing, about an hour away, to try and see some salmon jumping up a waterfall.


We hiked into Russian River Falls, about 2 miles flat-ish each way, and were wowed by the salmon fighting the current to make their way upward! Most were unsuccessful, but some made it up a notch. We spent an hour or two watching the fish, and watching some anglers try (and mostly fail) to snag some salmon downstream, then headed back home for some sleep.


A salmon tries his luck up Russian River Falls

Fishing


The next day, we went for a run/hike out to Lowell Point, and then went fishing. This is one where we wish we’d booked ahead of time. We tried to get a fly-fishing trip on the Kenai/Kasiloff/Russian rivers, but every guide was booked solid. So we had to settle for a rockfish charter into Resurrection Bay (right out of Seward), with me, Kristen, Papa, and Cara. The girls stayed with Grandma and went to the Seward Sea Life Center (like an Alaskan Monterey Bay Aquarium).


Fishing for rockfish isn’t nearly as exciting as for trout or salmon, but we still had a nice time in the boat out on the bay, with amazing views. We netted 5 fish, with a yield of 9 pounds of fish to cook. We took 3 home that night, and Cara had the other 6 packed and frozen to take home. I made a rockfish curry, which turned out really great. Fresh rockfish has a kind of sweet flavor, with firm, flaky flesh.


Me, Cara, Kristen, and Papa on the charter boat


Rockfish haul from the boat that day (including fish from 2 extra anglers on our boat)


Kenai Fjords Cruise


On day 4 in Seward, we had our one pre-booked activity: a 6h cruise to a tidal glacier in Kenai Fjords National Park, departing from Seward, on a Major Marine catamaran. After doing a quick hike/run that morning, we had some lunch and got ready for the 3pm cruise (again, it ended at 9pm, but it just looked like daytime).


This was one of the highlights of the entire trip.


The cruise functions as a wildlife sightseeing tour, land sightseeing tour, and glacier sightseeing tour. You don’t know what you’re going to get on any given day. We got lucky.


We saw: 6 humpback whales, 2 orcas, Stellar sea lions (larger and different than California sea lions), harbor seals, bald eagles, and tufted puffins. The real highlight was 4 humpbacks collaboratively hunting fish, in what’s known as “bubble net feeding.” This is where one whale goes down below a school of bait fish, blows bubbles in a spiral around the school to confuse them and tighten them up, then another whale makes specific calls to confuse them further, then all the whales swim up through the school with their mouths open.


Bubble net feeding is a learned behavior. Some whales in Southeast Alaska figured it out at some point, and then as some of them migrated around, they taught other whale populations how to do it. Super cool.


The way to watch the feeding is to watch the seagulls. When the whales come up to feed, many bait fish are stunned at the surface, so tons of seagulls will swoop into gobble them up. As such, the seagulls anticipate the whales coming up to the surface, and act as an indicator we could use to know where to look.


A tufted puffin skimming the water


Stellar's sea lions hanging out on a rock in the middle of the bay

Pilot Rock, as seen from the middle of Resurrection Bay

2x transient orcas from the AT1 pod visit Resurrection Bay


4x humpback whales diving

Humpback whales bubble net feeding

Seagulls swarm the humpbacks during the feed

We also got very close up to the Holgate and Surprise glaciers, which were totally awesome in their size and scope. Basically we were face to face with a 50 foot tall wall of ice that took up your entire field of vision.


Surprise and Holgate glaciers, seen from the deck of the Major Marine catamaran


These cruises are expensive, but worth it.

Last Day: Exit Glacier

On our last day in Seward, we decided to go back to Kenai Fjords and do the Exit Glacier Overlook hike all together. There is also a braided river outwash area, and the kids LOVE playing in river beds, it turns out.


When we were getting ready to leave our AirBnB, I noticed that our door code had stopped working. As it turns out, we’d made a mistake and forgotten to book the final night, so we did not have lodging that night. We checked around, and everywhere was booked up. All except ... the hotel of last resort, the Windsong Lodge. So we quickly packed up our stuff and headed over.


Anyway, we went out to the park, and Kristen and I tried to do a trail run up Resurrection River Trail, but it was pretty narrow and overgrown, so we abandoned that trail and drove up to the visitor’s center. We ended up looping the Exit Glacier trail, eventually linking up with the rest of the family. We got some good shots of the whole family together at the glacier!


All of us at the Exit Glacier overlook!


The girls having a blast in the sand at the Exit Glacier outwash plain


That evening, Papa took us out to his (new) favorite restaurant in Seward, Ray’s, and we had a goodbye dinner in celebration of an amazing trip!


Sylvia cutting up Alaskan crab legs at Ray's on our last night



Alaska: Week 1

Arrival, Palmer, Matanuska

We arrived late PM, stayed in a crappy hotel in Anchorage, then woke up the next morning and did our “supply runs” to the grocery store, REI (bear spray), and Barnes and Noble (car activities for the kids, as we banned screens for the kids on this trip).


The view from the plane on the way into Anchroage, 11pm

Then we headed to Hatcher Pass, which is a popular mountain area about an hour outside of Anchorage, that features backcountry skiing, hiking, and an abandoned gold mine. We were hoping to pan for gold (which they offer in-season), but the visitor center was closed. So instead we explored the old gold mine and hiked around, which was super cool.


The kids inside the old railway at the Independence Gold Mine at Hatcher Pass

Sylvia at Hatcher Pass, overlooking the old mining buildings

We stayed in Palmer (right next to Sara Palin’s Wasilla), at the Valley Inn & 24/7 Cafe. And yeah, it has an all-hours diner right in it.


The next morning, we headed to Matanuska Glacier for a tour. We chose this glacier to walk on because it’s accessible via the road, whereas all other glaciers on this trip would require flying in. It was awesome! Reminded us a lot of the Perito Moreno tour we did in Patagonia, except this time with kids, grandparents, and Auntie Cara. Highly recommended.


Matanuska Glacier

The whole family in a crevasse on Matanuska Glacier on our tour

Our glacier tour guide recommended a couple things for us to do: the Reindeer Farm in Palmer, and the Nordic Spa in Girdwood. So, that afternoon, after a run, we decided to check out the Reindeer Farm. This was actually fantastic and far exceeded expectations. We had great, clear views of Pioneer Mountain. The girls got to pet reindeer, hares, pigs, and we got to feed moose. Cara got bit by a pissy llama named Ulysses. We got fireweed lemonade. And we chatted with a local high schooler about what it was like never seeing the sun in the Winter.


Soraya drinking fireweed lemonade in a reindeer sleigh

Cara feeds a moose some willow branches

The Road to Denali

About 30% of visitors to Denali NP actually see Denali (the mountain). We had amazing, clear weather the day we were driving to the park, so we were hoping we’d get lucky.


When the mountain first came into view on the drive, I gasped. When we pointed it out to the kids, they didn’t believe it was a mountain. They thought it was clouds. It’s that big. It has presence like Rainier in Seattle, but feels more like one of those pictures of Annapurna or Ama Dablam or something, where you know the photo can’t possibly do justice to how huge that thing is.


Denali from ~100 miles away, through binoculars


So we stopped for tons of pictures, and then decided to have lunch in Talkeetna, which looked like a cute little town a little out of the way. And it was! We got salmon cake salad from a food truck, walked around town a bit, and then went to the beach, where there was, again, another amazing view of Denali. And there was also a woman with a box full of baby bunnies she was letting people pet, which the girls loved. (They asked if we could go back and see the bunnies a few days later).

Denali NP

If you’ve been to other National Parks in the lower 48, this is not like that. Denali NP is 9,000 square miles of wilderness, and there is one road through a little bit of it. You can drive your car on the first 15 miles of that road. If you want to go beyond that point, you have to take an official park bus, which you must book in advance.


Also, there are no trails. Well, actually there are two official trails at mile 15 that don’t really go anywhere, but none beyond that. The only way to hike in the park is to go onto the tundra and wander around. Cross-country (off trail) hiking is actually ENCOURAGED here, which is kind of a shock if you’ve been to a busy park like Yosemite, Kings Canyon, etc.. They see so little foot traffic at Denali, nobody is going to be messing up the wilderness by stomping down the tundra.


We stayed at the Grizzly Bear Lodge right near the entrance, and had two full days in the park.


The first day, we took the free bus (no advance booking required) out to mile 15, Savage River. Cara, Kristen, Soraya, and I hiked a few miles farther up the road, while Grandma, Papa, and Sylvia stayed at Savage River to do the hikes around there.


The goal for the 4 of us was to gain Primrose Ridge for an expansive view. The ridge runs for a few miles South of Savage River, so we were hoping to turn off the road and make a trail up it. Problem was, the brush on the Tundra for the entire 3 miles was very thick and high, like waist-to-head height. We met some people that had bushwhacked through it, and they said it was awful. So we hiked farther and farther along the road, hoping to find better access. Eventually, we came to a spot with significantly lower brush, and made our way up to a knoll from there. This was DEFINITELY the best way to get up to the ridge, if we had wanted to keep going. Map here:



Walking on the Tundra was really cool. In the summer, the top layer of permafrost melts out, but the surface plants stay in tact, so it’s kind of like walking on a trampoline. Very squishy. I really enjoyed tramping around in the tundra.


Kristen and Cara hiking up the tundra near Primrose

Kristen, Cara, and Soraya at the top of the low knoll near Primrose

Walking on the weird, spongy/springy melted permafrost tundra


Meanwhile, Sylvia, Grandma, and Papa had a great time hiking around Savage River:


Sylvia after a bit of rock scrambling at Savage River

Sylvia hanging out in the riverbed at Savage River

That night, we had overpriced Thai food (our hotel seemed to cater to cruise passengers, so our theory was that the food there was priced as if it were on a cruise).


The next day, we had booked a Green tour bus into the park. There are two options for buses that go past Mile 15: Green bus, which is a hop-on/hop-off transport bus you can take to wherever, or the Tan bus, which is a 6-7 hour tour with a naturalist. We thought the girls would lose their minds on the Tan bus, so we booked Green at noon.


Before the bus departed, we caught the Denali NP dogsled demonstration. The park maintains a large dog kennel, for rangers to take sleds into the park all winter. This was fun and the girls loved it, though I wished they’d have provided more information about how it all worked.


Denali NP working sled dogs ready to pull a wheeled sled for demonstration


Green bus turned out to be the correct call, since the girls were starting to lose their minds by the end. We did see a bunch of caribou on the way out, as well as some really cool land in the park. The place is just endless. The bus stopped at East Fork (end of the line this year) and we got out and played around on the tundra and in the river bed for a few hours, before catching the bus back to the hotel.


Caribou standing majestically on the ridge above East Fork, at the end of the bus line


A Green bus approaching Cara


On the way back, two backcountry rangers hopped on the bus, at the end of a multi-day backcountry patrol. They reminded me of Ranger Randy from The Last Season by Eric Blehm. I’ve begun to try and emulate the slow enjoyment of the wilderness that Randy embodied, no longer trying to race along trails, and instead trying to enjoy everything I see and hear. I even noticed the call of Randy’s favorite bird, the hermit thrush, at one point on the trip!


Also, Kristen and I went for a couple of really fantastic trail runs from our lodge, along the Three Lakes trail. That trail is great for running, but a bit buggy if you stop.


A quick shot from Three Lakes Trail during one of our runs








Thoughts on an Alaska Family Vacation

In June 2026, we did a 2-week family trip to Alaska, in celebration of Kristen's 40th birthday. Many friends have asked us for our thoughts, and tips regarding the trip:

  • Cruise vs. Overland: after having been there and seeing the cruise passengers at some of the places we visited, I think this is a false choice. These are completely different vacations. If you think you’d enjoy a fully curated, week-long guided tour with a resort experience, do a cruise. If you want more freedom and spontaneity for exploration, do an overland tour. There is some overlap, but they’re fundamentally different vacations. We would actually consider doing a short cruise even after having done this trip.


  • Light and Sleep: this was a far bigger factor than expected. We were so unprepared for what this would be like, we brought headlamps like idiots. The sun literally does not set. It does not get dark. Your body has no sense of what time it is, ever. You could be doing a mid-day hike, then look at your watch and it’s 9pm. You can book long tours that start in the afternoon and it doesn’t matter. The practical effect here is that you have no cues as to when it’s time to go to sleep. We ended up having to liberally use melatonin, and we all slept with masks. Many of the hotels we stayed in didn’t even have blackout curtains.


  • Mosquitoes: we were terrified about this, but mosquitoes turned out to be a non-factor. We seemed to be in Alaska at the start of the hatch, so they weren’t that bad as they could be. But also, it’s cold there, so you’re wearing pants and a long-sleeve shirt all the time. So if you treat your clothes with permethrin, there is very little for a mosquito to bite. We supplemented with picaridin lotion when necessary.


  • Car rental: this is insanely expensive. Also, you DO NOT NEED AN SUV. Yes, there are many OHV and rough dirt roads you can potentially drive on. But most car rental company insurance will not cover you if you drive on these roads. They have big signs saying this. You can rent a car that is covered on these roads from a specialty company, but who cares. A sedan or minivan would be fine if it saves money.


  • Wildness: many parts of Alaska are the only place in the world we have been, besides Patagonia, that feels like it’s not for humans. Humans are temporary visitors in these places. Most of the national parks in the state don’t even have roads leading to them. Even in Denali, there’s one road that feels like it was grudgingly built so a few people could see a few miles of the park. The term here is “wild.” Everything is huge in scale. It’s like if you took the wildness and desolation of Patagonia, dropped it into the Pacific Northwest, and then multiplied by 10.


  • Bear spray: you obviously need it, but it costs $50 for a new can at any store ($70 if you buy it at the park), and you can’t take it home. I wish we’d looked into a way to get spray from an outgoing vacationer beforehand, like on the facebook page Anchorage Bear Spray Exchange. We just left ours in the hotel room at the end of the trip. At one point, some other people offered us theirs for free.


  • Hiking gear: you are going to encounter highly variable conditions. It'll be at times wet, muddy, you will walk across snow fields, or need to get across a river. We'd strongly suggest wearing waterproof boots/shoes, hiking poles (especially for snow and river crossing), and using gaiters. The gaiters were amazing for keeping snow and rocks out of our boots. Kristen and I had never used gaiters before, but now I'm not sure we'd ever hike without them. We'd also suggest bringing rain pants in addition to normal rain jackets (ponchos are not sufficient). The weather changes on a minute-to-minute basis, and you could be doing a hike in driving rain.


  • Strongly suggest reading Michener’s Alaska before going, to get a sense of history and place. Many of the places we visited were in the book, and it helped contextualize what we were seeing. It’s also just a really good book.


  • Every single day of this trip, we saw something amazing. There was not a down day, or a meh day.


  • Book lodging early. Everything books up. And I mean everything decent. Book 6 months out.


We have had many questions about our itinerary and how we planned the trip. In general, through all of our travels we learned that the best bet is: choose a few locations that seem good, book lodging, and then only book those things that require advance planning (e.g. tours that sell out). Here was our general trip layout:



You can see we booked areas generally, but only had 3x pre-planned events (Matanuska glacier tour, Denali NP bus tour, and Kenai Fjords cruise tour). Everything else we did was vaguely roughed out based on what seemed interesting in each area, but ultimately decided on a day-to-day basis.

We would not change the layout. It was correct for our experience.



Friday, October 6, 2023

Spain and Portugal 2023

The family took a great, 2 week trip to Spain and Portugal.  We did a road trip, and traveled to 9 destinations:

MAP

 September 21 – 24 – Pontevedra and Sanxenxo, Spain

The first leg of our trip traveled to the Galicia region of Spain so Kristen could compete in the 2023 World Triathlon Age Group Championships.  She qualified at US Nationals last year, and going to Worlds was always a bucket-list item for her, so we decided to make a family trip out of it.

A sign advertising the championship in Pontevedra

After landing in Lisbon on the 21st, we immediately rented a car and drove about 2/3 of the way to Spain, stopping to sleep in Braga, Portugal, which is located in Portugal’s wine region.  All of Northwestern Portugal looks like Marin County.  Wine regions are wine regions, I guess.

We were exhausted and did not see any of the city, but we did have a nice dinner, and then a great continental breakfast that dead-on reminded us of Brazil.  This would be a theme of the trip – we spent so much time in Brazil in the past, the comparisons with Portugal were constant.

On the 22nd, we drove up to our beautiful rental house in Sanxenxo, Spain, which is a resort town about 30 minutes from the location of the triathlon, in Pontevedra, Spain.

The pool at our beautiful house in Sanxenxo, Spain

The night of the 22nd was the “Parade of Nations,” where all the triathlon participants paraded through the streets of Pontevedra.  We met up with Kristen’s brother Matt and his wife Meysel to watch the festivities, and then went back to the house and crashed.

Kristen decked out in her Team USA gear

The next few days were a flurry of activity – I’m not sure we appreciated the insane logistics that would go into the Worlds race.  Every day, Kristen had multiple things she had to take care of or do.  On the 22nd, we were also joined by Kristen’s sister Julie and her fiancée Travis, and all the siblings and in-laws were super helpful with the logistics.  This was a big deal on top of the exhaustion and jetlag.

We were able to do a few fun things during this preparation period, though.  Pontevedra is a wonderful little town with ancient buildings and lots of cute restaurants:

Soraya and Sylvia hamming it up in front of the 600 year old monastery in Pontevedra

And we were able to go to the beach in Sanxenxo.
Sylvia playing on the beach at Playa Montalvo near Sanxenxo, Spain

Finally, the day of the race came.  All 7 of us watched Kristen on every leg of the race, at as many points as we could.  Kristen’s expectations were that she would be happy to finish mid-pack of the ~50 racers in her age group.  But she ended up getting 6th place!  It was a really wonderful day.

Kristen on the bike leg

Soraya watching mommy come through on the run

A note on food at this point: we had almost no vegetables for days.  We were eating at a variety of restaurants, and most of the food was pretty good, but were almost never served vegetables (other than potatoes).  Vegetables and fruit did not come with meals, they were not offered as sides, and were generally not available beyond a basic salad.  The fruit we bought at a local market was mediocre.  Almost all meals were just carbs and protein.  We didn’t understand what was going on.  After 3-4 days of this, I started making it a point to eat exclusively salad every day for lunch – whatever salad was on offer.  Julie and Travis (who had just spend 4 weeks traveling through other parts of Europe) said this was pretty common elsewhere.

September 25-27: Braga, Obidos, Nazare

We left Sanxenxo on the 25th and said goodbye to Matt and Meysel, who were headed for Madrid.  Julie and Travis would stick with us for the next couple parts of the trip.

First, we stopped in Braga for lunch.  We ate at the famous restaurant A Brasilera, which, despite the name, did not serve Brazilian food.  They did, however, serve vegetables.

The girls playing on the BRAGA sign

Braga is a really nice town – it seemed large enough to have a variety of cultural elements, but still felt like a small European town, with winding streets and beautiful old buildings.  And not many tourists.

Walking toward the central square in Braga, Portugal

From Braga, we proceeded on to our next accommodation, just outside Peniche.  We stayed in a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom windmill!

100 year old windmill converted into an AirBnB

The windmill was a little cramped and dark, but the kids (and I) thought it was super cool.  You could even see the old gearing, which they had partially left in place, and partially turned into furniture.

The exposed mechanicals of the windmill in one bedroom

During this part of the trip, we first visited Obidos castle, which was like the archetype of a cool medieval castle and walled city.  And the best part was that Obidos allows you to walk on the walls of the city.  The entire walk is about a mile long, along a narrow walkway (that soldiers presumably patrolled 500 years ago) with significant height exposure.  This is how we found out that Soraya is not afraid of heights.  I LOVED this part of the trip, and it was one of the most memorable things we did.

Walking the walls of Obidos

On the Obidos wall with a view of the main castle

The girls posing at one of the windows cut into the Obidos wall

After Obidos, we went to the famous Nazare beach, where the largest waves in the world sometimes swell up.  We spent a bit of time on the main town beach, playing in the sand, though we were not able to go in the water because the surf was so high (the waves were around 6-8ft).

Looking down onto Praia da Nazare

Then afterward, we drove up to see Praia do Norte, where the huge waves come.  This was a tourist trap and probably not worth the trip unless the waves had been really huge that day, or if surfers were out.

September 27-29: Evora

From the windmill, we drove East to the small town of Evora.  As we drove East, the temperature rose, and the land turned to desert.  Eastern Portugal looks like the Sierra foothills (specifically Amador county), with dry landscapes, strewn-about boulders, and valley oak-looking trees (which turned out to be cork trees, a close relative).

On the way, we stopped to check out some Neolithic monuments.  The primary Stonehenge-like area, called Cromeleque dos Almendres, was closed for restoration, but we got to see a cool, 12ft tall ceremonial stone built by humans about 8,000 years ago.

The Menir dos Almendres

The town of Evora itself is an absolutely charming, magical village.  The entire town is surrounded by a crenelated wall, and inside is a maze of cobbled streets and medieval buildings.

Lunchtime in Evora

The Roman ruins at the top of Evora

It was like the medieval Ann Arbor or Madison – a cute college town with a lot of energy.  Prices were low and tourists were relatively few.  The food was great, there were Roman ruins, and we were able to have some downtime with the kids, stopping at the local beautiful library, and going to a local playground.  We also visited the famous Capela dos Ossos, a memento mori chapel built from the bones of 5000 people.  The girls thought it was pretty cool.  Julie and Travis even watched the kids one night so Kristen and I could go on a date to a nice restaurant!  Evora felt like the most “authentic” Portugal experience we had.

Capela dos Ossos

The girls loved looking at the old bells at churches - looking up at the belltower at the Se de Evora

A note on language: at the point in the trip, we weren’t sure of what to make of the language aspect.  Kristen and I both speak good Spanish and passable Portuguese.  And we had read and assumed that most people would appreciate us speaking the local language.  But we were typically met with a mixed response.  Almost everywhere in Portugal, service workers speak English, usually better than we speak Portuguese, and they seemed to sometimes get annoyed that we were trying to converse in Portuguese.  But, we insisted anyway, and were starting to get some of our vocab back from the Brazil days by this point in the trip.  So I’m not really sure what the best thing to do here was, since we were potentially making people’s jobs harder, but practicing Portuguese is what we did.  To the point that once when I responded to a waiter in English, Sylvia asked me why I did that.

September 29-Oct 2: The Algarve

From Evora, we said goodbye to Julie and Travis, and drove down to the beach region of Portugal, called the Algarve.  The Algarve is known for its picturesque limestone cliffs that line the sea, and create tiny beaches that dot the coast, full of caves and other nooks and crannies.

Looking at Ponta da Piedade outside Lagos, Portugal

Looking down onto Praia das Fontainhas outside Carvoeiro, Portugal

The Algarve region is like 95% tourists.  Lots of Americans, Brits, and Germans.  Most of our meals were eaten at cute beachside restaurants that all had the exact same, lowest-common-denominator menu of hamburgers, egg dishes, and sandwiches.

The surf was pretty high when we were in the area, and swimming was prohibited the first day we were there.  We had intended to rent Kayaks to paddle out to Benagil cave, but that looked like it wasn’t going to happen, so we decided to go beach-hopping.

We ended up going to several wonderful beaches, where the girls had a great time jumping in the waves, building sandcastles, and playing make-believe.  It was a nice, relaxing few days on the shore.

Playing at Praia da Marinha

Jumping the waves at Praia do Fontainha

Jumping the waves at Praia dos Tres Irmaos

Oct 2-3: Lisbon

On Oct 2, we left The Algarve and headed for Lisbon.  To this point, we had deliberately avoided Portugal’s major cities (Lisbon and Porto), because we thought trying to go on walking tours to see architectural points of interest was probably not going to go great with a 3 and a 5 year old.  Kristen and I also just aren’t that enamored of big cities for whatever reason.  But we spent most of the day touring around Lisbon with the kids, which was about enough.

We took the famous Tram 28 through the city, and then walked through a few neighborhoods, stopping for dinner in the Chiado neighborhood.

All of us on board Tram 28

Lisbon looks like a more organized, older version of Sao Paulo.  It has a very similar feel.  Lisbon is also far more cosmopolitan than the other provincial places we visited – you could get more than traditional Portuguese food, and there seemed to be a melting pot of people and things.  We probably could have spent another half-day to full day exploring Lisbon, but given all the other things we wanted to see and do, I think a half day of walking around was plenty.

Walking to dinner in the Chiado neighborhood in Lisbon

Interestingly, the people in Lisbon seemed happier to talk with us in Portuguese than elsewhere.

And so ended our trip to Portugal and Spain.  It was a great time with the family, Kristen’s first visit to continental Europe, and a new cultural experience for the kids!