Flights

The morning of our last day arrived far too quickly. We spent the final moments of our holiday finishing up packing and tidying the cabin, trying to savour the last bits of the Madeira atmosphere. It was time to say goodbye to the island, and so we made our way out to drop off the moped. On the way to drop the moped off, we stopped for fuel to fill the tank back up, which brought the total fuel bill to only 24 euros for the week. The moped hire team gave us a lift to the airport, and before we knew it, we were at the departure gate. ...

We kicked things off bright and early with a flight from Bristol to Madeira — sleepy-eyed but buzzing to finally get going. The airport in Madeira was surprisingly efficient, and before we knew it, we were handed the keys to our little rental scooter. Honestly, the whole pickup process was so easy it felt suspiciously smooth. No complaints there. With our helmets on and bags stuffed awkwardly between us, we set off along the coast, first stopping at Machico for a quick look around, then heading onwards to Caniçal. We hit a bit of a snag when the road was closed near the village, but we parked a bit further out and walked in, which turned out to be a win. The “village” we were aiming for turned out to be more of a resort, but it had its perks — namely, a fast food place where we finally got something to eat. Service was… let’s call it relaxed. Island time, we guess. ...