Olhão — Three Nights, Three Sunrise Runs and the Salt Pans
A few spare days before Anslo, a B&B in town instead of the coliving outside it, and a run along the salt pans every morning.
Early November 2026
Three nights, three sunrises, one town I’d somehow never actually stayed in.
It started with a “fantastic” idea: drive the whole way from Dénia to Vila Real de Santo António in one day. The reasoning involved a beer and a miscalculation, in that order. The result was a few spare days before my flight to the weekend in Anslo.
So I did something I’d never done before. I stayed in Olhão. Not out in Quelfes at Pomar Coliving, the way I usually do, but in a B&B in town.
Partly because Pomar was full. Partly for a more selfish reason: I wanted a proper run again. The kind of run where you don’t spend half of it negotiating with paved road. Just the harbour, the salt pans and a stretch of the Ecovia.
I stayed three nights, if I remember correctly. Three sunrise runs later, I have to admit it’s quite nice.
Even for Olhão, which is a lot busier at that hour than anything I knew from Fuzeta. Most of that you can ignore. The sunrise over the salt pans makes it easy.
Annoyingly so.
