After a blisteringly hot summer in London, the thought of feeling windswept on the Algarvian coast – and retreating back to what looked like the most grandiose Airbnb I'd ever booked – sounded especially lovely. So lovely, in fact, that I didn't think twice about booking a flight and leaving the hazy English heatwave behind for a long weekend. Some of them hadn’t been abroad for 10 years and some had never visited Portugal. The Red Chalet, the Algarve Portugal Manolo Yllera Breakfast views in the Algarve Manolo YlleraWhen we arrived one weekend in June, we were greeted the Red Chalet's beautifully bright orange groves and blooming bougainvillaea. Swallows – the country's most beloved and recognisable icon – darted past intermittently – a subtle but very real reminder of our location on this special stretch of the Algarve.