canals, bridges, aspirations
We’re now in gorgeously sunny Portugal — in the Beiras, a mountainous rural area. We sit by the pool listening to the birds symphonize (why yes, I did make that word up), the church bells…
View PostWe’re now in gorgeously sunny Portugal — in the Beiras, a mountainous rural area. We sit by the pool listening to the birds symphonize (why yes, I did make that word up), the church bells…
View PostPater and I have evolved a travelling style that suits us but which makes us the target of family jokes — we walk and walk and walk. Then we walk some more. Rarely do we…
View PostOMG, you’ll be thinking, won’t she ever just get on the plane and fly, already! But our flight is not until late this afternoon — 5 p.m.! — so I have time to get a…
View PostHere’s my carry-on, almost packed for three weeks in London, central Portugal, and Paris. Still to cram in there is my netbook, makeup bag, and my knitting. I’m also thinking I’ll probably squeeze an old…
View PostI’d hoped to do another post or two before my trip, but that’s obviously not going to happen, given the list I’m still working my way down. However, it’s important to me to at least…
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