We went to the end of the world. It has a bratwurst stand.
The very southern-most tip of Portugal is Cape St. Vincent, near the town of Sagres. It looks like the end of the world, with just ocean in every direction.
We took a bus there from Lagos, where we´ve been lounging this week, waiting for good weather. Mostly it´s been cloudy and windy, but we have managed to get weird sunburns.
Lagos is not the place to you go to learn about Portugal. Lagos is strictly a beach town, full of flip-flopping, sun-burnt tourists and lots of shopping. Our hostel, Carlos House, was full of excellent people, which made the days more bearable sans beach weather. We found the backpacker restaurant with cheap meals, beer, and board games, bar-hopped through the winding streets, and caught a few hours, sporadically, laying on the sand.
I´ve decided to give up completely on maps here. They don´t seem to work for me. If lost in Portugal, simply wander around looking like you´re lost, and someone will offer to point you in the right direction. Even then it might take awhile to find where you want to go, but it´s the best method going.