A Journey to the Heart of São Vicente

As I embarked on my journey to São Vicente, I was filled with a sense of anticipation and nostalgia. The allure of exploring the island’s beaches, villages, and the majestic Monte Verde was irresistible. My heart fluttered with the same excitement I felt during my youthful train travels across Europe, where every journey was a story waiting to unfold.

The day began with a scenic drive to São Pedro Beach, a place where the ocean kisses the shore with a gentle embrace. The village was alive with the rhythm of daily life, fishermen casting their nets and children playing by the water’s edge. It reminded me of the small European towns I once visited, where life seemed to move at a slower, more deliberate pace. The sun cast a golden hue over the landscape, and I found myself lost in the beauty of the moment, much like the endless vistas seen from a train window.

The Summit of Monte Verde

Our journey continued to the highest point of the island, Monte Verde. Standing at 774 meters, the summit offered breathtaking panoramic views that stretched as far as the eye could see. The air was crisp and filled with the scent of the sea, a reminder of the coastal journeys I cherished in my younger days.

At the Tea House, I savored a cup of locally grown tea, its warmth a comforting companion against the cool mountain breeze. The view from the top was a tapestry of colors, with the islands of Santo Antão, São Nicolau, and others visible in the distance. It was a scene that evoked memories of train journeys through the Alps, where each turn revealed a new and wondrous vista.

Coastal Charms and Village Life

Descending from Monte Verde, we visited the charming village of Salamansa. The lively atmosphere was infectious, with locals welcoming us with open arms. The village’s vibrant energy was reminiscent of the bustling train stations of Europe, where travelers from all walks of life converged.

Our final stop was Baía das Gatas, a serene beach where the clear blue lagoon invited us to swim and relax. The tranquility of the place was a balm for the soul, much like the quiet moments spent gazing out of a train window, watching the world pass by.

As I reflected on the day’s adventures, I realized that São Vicente had captured my heart in the same way that train travel once did. It was a journey of discovery, filled with moments of beauty and connection. I left the island with a sense of fulfillment, eager to share my experiences with fellow travelers who, like me, seek the timeless beauty of slow travel.