Dubbed “The Venice of Portugal” for its passage of canals and its bright, quaintly old-fashioned boats, the similarities seem to end here. For looking past the still waters and mist of magic which overhangs Aveiro, there is a world of culture lurking beneath the surface.
Art-nouveau architecture punctuates the typically-Portuguese houses, its ornate swirls and delicate colours a breath of fresh air among the modesty of the town. The city itself protrudes into Aveiro lagoon: a refreshingly diverse countryside which seems to stretch endlessly towards the horizon.
Still dominated by its fishermen, the city has never quite lost touch with its roots, the freshly-caught produce available daily from Aveiro’s range of restaurants and tascas. At the heart of the centre lies its fish market, sandwiched between the two main bodies of water, and overlooked by a string of cafes and bars.
Travelling across the hazy lagoon will lead you to the Costa Nova, with its charming row of striped, pastel beach houses. Nestled into swelling sand dunes, follow the rustic wooden walkways to the beach; its wild, November waves and deserted stretches of sand will leave you spellbound.