Day two we drove south and stopped at an old town called Beja. It had an old country feel we thought and was small enough that we didn't even get lost. A big plus. I thought the buildings were beautiful. This blue one is covered with tiles. Tiles are HUGE in Portugal.
There is a castle here that you can walk around in. It was built in about 1300 on top of the remains of a Roman fortress. It had stairs that climbed to the top of one of the towers. We climbed them and it was the first time I felt nervous of heights. I'm not sure why...maybe because they were so skinny and they kept climbing up and up...maybe because I was walking around with only about 8 hours of sleep in the last 3 days.