The line from Cais do Sodré runs along the water the whole way, which is the practical reason Cascais works: there is no transfer, no parking and no argument about who drives. It arrives in a town that has a bay, a marina, a nineteenth-century seafront and, ten minutes west, an actual Atlantic coastline at Guincho, where the wind is a different proposition entirely.
What it is really used for is expatriate and second-home work — family sessions, corporate portraits for people who commute into Lisbon two days a week, and the smaller end of the wedding market. The bay faces south, unusually for this coast, which means it holds light later into the morning than anywhere in Lisbon and is one of the few places here that is usable at midday.