This one has the rooftop hammock you keep talking about — south-facing, terracotta roofs all the way to the river. Host is a former architect, replies in minutes.
Within a 3-minute walk of the surf you bookmarked in February. Tiny — 28 m² — but the kitchen has a real stove and the windows actually open onto the Atlantic.
Four flights up, no elevator — which is why it's affordable. East-facing windows, you'd wake up with the 28. Loud past midnight on weekends. You said you like that.
Quiet. The fig tree in the courtyard is the whole point. 20 minutes by bike from the salt flats. The host bakes bread on Wednesdays and just leaves it on the table.
The bookshelf is unhinged in a good way — Pessoa next to Le Guin next to a 1970s Algarve travel guide. The owner runs the shop downstairs. Closes at 7.
Forty minutes from the nearest cafe. The kind of quiet you said you wanted in March. Pool is small and shaded — built for two, really. Stars on cloudless nights.
Below your usual budget. The bath is the small joy — actual size, blue azulejos. Building has no elevator and the host responds slowly. Worth it.
A working artist's studio she rents out when she's away. Drop cloths still on the floor. North light all day. Far from the centre but the bus is fine.
Expensive for what it is, but it's Comporta in June and it's two minutes from the sand. Outdoor shower. The host has a dog you'll meet at check-in.
A small flat under a roof. Sloped ceilings, a desk you can actually work at, river view if you stand. The price went up — last week it was 112.
Bigger and more polished than your usual. The cloister is the reason. Breakfast included, which you don't normally care about but it's a real breakfast.
Striped exterior, single room inside. The lagoon is at the door. Not a destination on its own — but you've been talking about Aveiro for two years.