Throughout the Summer everywhere in Portugal, in every little town people come together to celebrate summer, disguised as a particular saint – the patron saint from that particular town, I mean usually at least.
Azeitão is a small town about half an hour from Lisbon, it is also my home town, and every year the festivities are the time to meet old friend, – friends you end up not seeing, otherwise, the rest of the year. It symbolises summer and some very specific food groups.
unfortunately they only last for a couple of days, and with the economy (we are after all the P in PIGS* ) they have, almost everywhere, been cut to half. This time around, the four days hardly felt enough.
Anyway I was to entertained chatting and took almost no pictures, and hardly any good ones, maybe next year I’ll do better.