The rest of Lagos does drama; Meia Praia does space. This is the anti-cove — a four-kilometre crescent of flat, open sand running from the marina around the bay toward the Alvor estuary, with no cliffs, no stacks, no staircase and no postcard. What it has instead is emptiness at scale, and if you’ve spent a week photographing golden rock, that emptiness starts to look like the most interesting subject on the coast.
At first light it’s something close to abstract: wet sand mirroring the sky, a fisherman or a dog-walker for scale, a long sweep of nothing in perfect focus. Later the wind arrives and the kite-surfers with it, stacking colour into the sky toward the eastern end — a different picture entirely, and a better one on days the light goes hard.
When to go: sunrise, and it isn’t close. The beach faces the dawn across the bay, the near end is deserted, and the flat sweep takes first light like a sheet of film. Afternoons bring a dependable breeze — good news for kites, bad news for tripods and anything you left on a towel.
Who it’s for: minimalists — this is the Algarve’s best beach for photographs of almost nothing; kite-surf and action shooters working the east end; runners and long-walkers who measure beaches in kilometres, not coves. If your ideal beach photo has a rock arch in it, look elsewhere; that’s rather the point.