The End of the world – made in Portugal

The story and history


You know for many peo­ple The End of the World is a point in time. In Por­tu­gal it is a place. It is that point on the map you put your fin­ger on and 1/3 of the fin­ger stays on the con­ti­nent and the 2/3 falls into the ocean.

The Cape of St. Vin­cent in Sagres, Cabo de São Vicente is the extreme south­ern-west­ern point of the Euro­pean con­ti­nent and it was con­sid­ered the End of the World, by the Phoeni­cians, Greeks, Romans and Carthagini­ans.

The name of St. Vin­cent comes from a IV cen­tury leg­end, which says a Span­ish priest was mar­tyred here and his body was brought ashore. The Romans con­sid­ered this spot magic, here, because the sun­set was much larger than any­where else. The Cape was the scene of many plun­der­ings and bat­tles along time. Colum­bus was ship­wrecked off Cape St. Vin­cent in 1476.  That couldn’t have been pretty. Because the scenery here is really wild and res­cue unfriendly.

As I have stayed on its cliffs, the wind, com­bined with the impres­sive height of the cliffs, which are more than 75 meters and almost ver­ti­cal, gave me the feel­ing of small­ness. Of being an ant in front of a hur­ri­cane.  It was cool. And amaz­ing.

This is where it is Cape St. Vin­cent is on the map:

Hitchhicking happy stories:

The place in itself is 7 km away from the clos­est town which is Sagres. But if you dont have a car, just hitch­hike or take a bus. There are bus lines from Sagres, Lagos…Budapest (I am not sure about that one). My wait­ing times while hitch­hick­ing was about 2 min­utes. Por­tugh­ese are really ready to give you a lift, and amaz­ing sto­ries will pam­per your ears on the ride. The peo­ple from Algarve have amaz­ing, slow motion lives. In the most pos­i­tive  sense. This place is blessed by some­thing. I havent yet fig­ured out what it is and I don’t think it mat­ters. But once you arrive here, you are at peace. With your­self, with your thoughts. All you see is white houses with colour­ful painted win­dows, surfers, tanned peo­ple eat­ing man­gos while walk­ing and I havent heard any­one raise their voice and show­ing any sign of los­ing their patience. Most of the peo­ple, not every­one, smiles. You can have long red hair on your legs and wear a Prada cock­tail dress. They dont care. They just look into your eyes and treat you kind.

Ok, let’s o back to our story

The Lighthouse:


The light­house built in 1846, is 24 meters high and the sec­ond most pow­er­ful in Europe. Its two 1,000 W lamps can be seen as far as 90 kilo­me­tres  away out to sea.

The sunset

Was the sun­set amaz­ing as they say it is? Weaaaal­l­lll, hm…buh..not for me. I spent more time watch­ing the local fish­er­men hop­ing for a good fish catch. It was not the best one but they didnt seem to worry.

The sun­set I found amaz­ing is the one on the beach of Castelejo. On the wstern coast. I will post about that soon.

But if you want to find an ocean beast and don’t know where to look, the Cape of St. Vin­cent is a good place to start.


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  1. wow, awe­some blog.Really look­ing for­ward to read more. Much obliged.

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