Right in front of you is a modern white building with an arched roof and a metal gate, standing out against the older stone and greenery around it-keep an eye out for the white entrance tucked beside a rusty metal sign and some big leafy plants.
Now, let’s take a leap-or should I say a shuffle-back in time together, right here at the Caves of Poço Velho, or “old well.” Imagine you’re popping into central Cascais for a coffee, only to find out you’re actually standing above secret chambers used thousands of years ago, way back in the Paleolithic era. This spot, quiet as it might seem, is the real underground of Cascais-literally!
In 1879, the caves were rediscovered by a brave geologist named Carlos Ribeiro, often called the Indiana Jones of Portugal. Rumor has it, he expected to find rocks and stones, but stumbled upon ancient secrets: people had used these caves not as a home, but as a resting place for their ancestors. Fast-forward to 1880, and the caves hosted an international group of scientists-though sources say they arrived a little worse for wear after a rowdy royal birthday bash the night before. Turns out, archaeology is more exciting with a touch of a hangover!
The caves saw their most serious activity during the Neolithic and Chalcolithic periods, about 5,000 to 6,000 years ago. Try to picture people tiptoeing in here with offerings carved from limestone, stone tools, and-my favorite detail-lots of seashells, left behind as if the sea itself wanted to join the party. Over 100 burials have been discovered, each a silent storyteller from prehistory.
By the 20th century, the caves needed saving from the growing city above. Archaeologists like Afonso do Paço and Abreu Nunes swept through, uncovering polished tools, decorated slabs, and mysterious idols. They even cleaned and installed electric lights-making these caves the most exclusive night club for skeletons and ancient artifacts.
Most days, the Caves of Poço Velho are locked tight, hiding their secrets. But for those lucky enough to peer inside, they catch a glimpse of Cascais’ oldest residents-long before sunbathers or surfers appeared. So next time you stroll this ordinary street, remember: there’s a whole other world beneath your feet. And hey, if you hear any spooky echoes, maybe it’s just an ancient ancestor checking in on the neighbors!
