After two incredibly long years I could again jump in some salty water. I could´t care less that it had only 17 degrees. Yes, the ocean stays really cold even in super hot Augusts in the north of Portugal.
But before I could do so, I had to head north to catch the plane. At least I took advantage of this detour and finally visited Wroclaw. The city center is beautiful, and the dwarfs are a nice touch.
Back to Portugal, I was excited to take some breathtaking pictures of the marvellous Portuguese coast. Unfortunately, when I finally took the camera out, a yellow dark sand cloud came from Sahara. So at least we enjoyed some summer festivals. There is constantly some celebrations in some of the towns around you in the summer.