Since going to the Algarve four years ago, a visit to this little market that's here every Wednesday is an insufferable experience for me, but not for my wife. It's almost as big as the Rastro in Madrid, and I almost always see the same things. However, this year I noticed the change in coloring of the Peruvians and Ecuadorians who decided to settle in the country. Otherwise everything is the same, including the stomping, elbowing and even some bumping into people. It was a total waste of time, but I have to deal with it as best I can.