
It is one of the most populated sites of Portugal.
The first image of the city is the sea. Of his rickety waves lapping against the white sand. Blue dominates the urban landscape filled with testimonies of defensive past, the ancient citadel, a stronghold, where stands the fortress of Our Lady of the Light, one, of the line of fortifications on the right bank of the Tagus, from its tall walls still lurk the horizon. Scenario of skirmishes and battles over the centuries, the city gained a real status, favorite place of sovereign and gentry who went to the baths since then has gained a reputation of elected and the poor became rich, the status remains until our days. Along the coast one can see the mansions that once harbored the finest nobility and society of Portugal. The historic center is a confluence of alleys and side streets bedecked with grocery shops. Small craft fairs color, at the end-of-week, the streets filled with curious and tourists
Land of navigators and fishermen, Cascais stretches languidly to the Saint Mary lighthouse and the once calm and peaceful landscape transforms into foaming waves that impinge ceaselessly against the cliffs. A must is the mouth of hell, among the recesses of the rock, there is an enormous maw that swallows noisily the salt waters of the sea and who has the misfortune of falling disappears forever. The rhythmic sound of the waves entering the maze is somewhat hypnotic, must be careful, but do not worry that is well marked. Later on, we go to Guincho and it's almost wild beaches populated by surfers and lovers of maritime activities and at the end of the crags here comes the Cabo da Roca, the most western point of Europe, a precipitous escarpment that inspired Camões its most famous verses of the Lusiadas e once again the salted sea. Well, we never left its side.