My last day in Albufeira was spent roaming the countryside in a jeep with a handful of Brits and a couple Germans, down what were clearly Portugal's most rutted dirt roads. It was fun if a bit bone-jarring, and I probably wouldn't have done it if I could have come up with a single other thing to do.
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We bumped along through orange groves... |
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... and tasted the sweetest, juiciest oranges I've ever had. |
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Medronho, another local specialty. Tastes like lighter fluid. |