At the edge of Europe
Under the eternal sun
Washed by the freshness of Mediterranean sea and of the Atlantic Ocean
For centuries proudly stands the Iberian peninsula
A strange combination of old and new, of noise and quietness, of hills and valleys, of land and water.
Potugal is the land of nostalgy and of endless joy
Its unique colors gives you the sense of pure liveness
“I’m afraid I could fall in love with it “