We think that Mark Twain was wrong, São Miguel was made first and then heaven, heaven being copied after São Miguel! One glance from the cliffs of Nordeste or Ponta da Madrugada, and you’ll wonder if São Miguel came even earlier. The island is rightly famed for its rugged coastline, lush green hills that tumble into the sea, and, yes, sweeping viewpoints that offer a front-row seat to the meeting of sky and Atlantic. These are places where sunrise feels sacred, where the vastness of nature wraps around you in silence and light — moments you’ll carry long after the journey ends.
