In the morning Gary and I took a walk into Silves town. The village is not hugely pretty, its redeeming icon being the castle on top of the hill. I had visited it before, so we walked through the narrow streets to the top of the hill and enjoyed the view of the surrounds. On the way down we stopped off at an endearing little café for coffee and a pastéis de Nata. It’s the right thing to do in Portugal.