On the sixth day of our travel, we made it out to Cabo da Roca, the westernmost point of Europe. The startling jagged cliffs dropped sharply down to the turbulent Atlantic ocean. The powerful bracing wind whipped across my face, mixing the briny ocean air with the sweet smelling grass. The setting sun covered by the thin layer of cloud and fog, cast a grey shadow over the rock face giving the place a wild rugged feel.
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How beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!!
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Put a jacket, girl! I remember how windy it was, I am surprised that you are wearing such a dress for this kind of place 🙂 We were prepared! 🙂
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Haha, funny you mentioned this. It WAS freezing with the wind. I had a scarf and a sweater. But out of vanity, I wanted a shot with just my dress. I basically took it off for a few minute spurts while my husband take the pictures. 😊😊
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Haha, nice story 🙂
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