Madeira: Is it Just for Retired People?

Madeira at a Glance: An Island of Oddities

Why do we call them Banana plantations, rather than a Banana Orchard? Or a Banana grove? Or even a Bananyard!?
The walls have eyes!

How We Navigated Madeira: Lessons in Logistics and Hills

This was the road our hotel was on… A real clutch cooker.

    Funchal’s Charm: Hills, Wine, and a Dash of Quirk

    Ladies and gentlemen, may I present you: ‘Banana atop a lightly fried fish fillet.’

    Beyond Funchal: Adventures In Every Direction

    Bloody marvellous place to stop for a quick whizz in the bushes (me, not Mary-Ann)
    If you have a sharp eye, you might spot a small yellow figure on the right, about halfway up. Yep, that’s my stupid wife, photo-bombing yet again.
    Levada Walks and Epic Hikes
    Granted, a battle on this kind of terrain would be an awkward affair… Once the ground is slick with sweat and blood from an army of Orcs, I imagine everyone would end up sliding into the sea.
    Normal’ Ways to Relax in Madeira
    Imagine a smaller, shallower Durdle Door, but with nice weather and less annoying Brits.

    The Pinnacle of Our Trip: Pico to Pico

    These are the steepest ones I managed to capture on camera – any steeper, and I wouldn’t have had a free hand for the camera!
    Plan Ahead: Tough Terrain and Rewarding Views
    This might be the closest Mary-Ann has ever ventured to the edge of… well… anything!

    Conclusion: It’s Not Just For Old Folks!

    Who needs clubs and designer shops when you’ve got trees like this?! What on earth happened to it? Did it melt?!

    Stay bald folks.

    Toodles,

    Jack

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