Every Monday, folks flock into town for the Feira Semanal de Espinho. By the size of the crowds, it is quite popular.

Part farmers’ market, part flea market, it is said that whatever you’re looking for, it can be found here.

From carrots to cutlery, garments to guinea pigs, heirloom tomatoes to honey, mattresses to muslin, sausages to silkies, watches to Wellies… there wasn’t much I didn’t spot.

After the market we headed to the beach to relax a bit but found another people explosion.

At the end of the strip, we spotted a relatively quiet beach bar and settled in with Somersbys to pass the time until my last night’s group dinner. While I’m not thrilled to be moving on in the morning, I’m not going to miss wrestling with a wetsuit.

The 27th International Festival of Living Statues is taking place in Espinho this weekend. These hippies were one of my favorites.

I didn’t know who these men were representing but they “performed” well.

The ladies also put on a good show but there was no way I was sitting in the empty chair of the Statue of Peace. I did appreciate the hanbok.