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Évora is not about checking off sights. It’s about space, silence, and a sense that time moves a little slower here.

The city is small, set in the heart of Alentejo, and the best way to experience it is not to rush. Walk through its pale streets, step into churches, sit in a square, and just watch life pass.

One of its most recognizable landmarks is the so-called Roman Temple of Diana. In reality, it has nothing to do with Diana. Built in the 1st century AD, it was most likely dedicated to Emperor Augustus as part of the imperial cult. The name came later, in the Middle Ages — more legend than fact. Still, it’s a powerful place, especially at sunset when the stone turns almost golden.

A completely different feeling awaits inside Capela dos Ossos, the Chapel of Bones. Its walls are lined with the remains of thousands of monks. It wasn’t meant to shock, but to remind: life is temporary. “We bones that are here await yours,” reads the inscription at the entrance. It sounds dark, but it’s more about acceptance than fear.

At the center of the city is Praça do Giraldo, a lively square filled with cafés and everyday life. Nearby stands the massive Gothic cathedral — climb to the roof for a wide view over Évora and the endless plains beyond.

Along the way, you’ll pass cork trees, dry fields, and wide-open landscapes. Sometimes it feels like there’s more sky than land.

Food here is simple and deeply rooted in the land: açorda (bread, garlic, olive oil, egg), migas, black pork, slow-cooked dishes. And, of course, Alentejo wine - rich, full, and unpretentious.

The weather shapes everything. Summers are hot and dry, often reaching 30–38°C (86–100°F), with intense sun and almost no rain. Winters are mild but can feel cooler than expected: around 8–15°C (46–59°F) during the day, with chilly nights. Many houses have little or no heating, so the cold lingers indoors.

Évora is only about an hour and a half from Lisbon by car. But it feels much farther — like stepping into a different rhythm, a different pace of life.

It’s not a place of loud impressions. It’s the quiet ones that stay.