Pomar for the first-time workationer, the Algarve for the second
Why I'd recommend a structured coliving for the first workation and an unstructured Algarve apartment for the second. The thing structure is for, and the moment you stop needing it.
Slow editorial about specific places and decisions. Browse by category, or sort by recency or depth.
Why I'd recommend a structured coliving for the first workation and an unstructured Algarve apartment for the second. The thing structure is for, and the moment you stop needing it.
The Algarve's regional capital is a real city with a real centre, a nightlife scene the eastern coliving community runs into on Friday nights, and a configuration that is wrong for a working week in ways most workation lists don't name.
Three eastern Algarve towns, three different working-week shapes, one honest ranking. The configuration each town is right for, the configuration each is wrong for, and why the rank is not the same as the order most workation lists give.
A working-town comparison between the eastern and western Algarve capitals. The three pieces of structural infrastructure Olhão delivers, and the one thing Lagos keeps that Olhão genuinely doesn't — and it's not the surfing.
Ranked by how often I went back across thirteen weeks. What a weekly market actually does for a working stay, which stalls earned repeat visits, and the produce calendar that defines a winter pantry on this coast.
A month of 88 mm rain weeks and 94 km/h gusts in a town nobody recommends for February — and why the working stay was, against every weather instinct, one of the most productive in years.
Why the working coast runs Faro–Olhão–Fuseta–Tavira, not Lagos–Portimão–Albufeira, and why a workationer who lands at Faro should turn left, not right. No, you shouldn't go to Lagos.
Thirteen weeks across the season change, from an empty January Fuseta with rain on every roof to an April coast that suddenly remembered it has tourists. The arc most workationers miss because they arrive in May.
What I packed from Berlin in a carry-on backpack for thirteen weeks in Fuseta, what got used every day, and the items that turned out to be the most German thing about the whole trip.