A Sunday Afternoon Drive

On Sunday afternoon, our friends, Rui and Susana, drove us over to Cabo da Roca (the farthest point west on this continent), about 40 minutes from our house, and we were as close to Pennsylvania as we could be from across the ocean. It was an enchanting ride as we left the bright sunshine going up into the mist.  There was a front moving in and the wind was so strong that once Don almost stumbled over backwards. The wind made the clouds and sun play a game of tag but it was cold up on top of the mountain! On the way back home, we stopped at a beach side cafe that served crepes - yummy. 

We drove down the mountain, drove the coastline, and headed in the direction of the beaches that you see behind the rock in the first picture. When we got lower down the sand was blowing straight across the road and when we got back in the car after taking some pictures we all had sand in our mouths. Wonder what it was doing to the paint jobs on the cars that had been there for the day?