Weekly blog about holiday rentals and B&B Termas-da-Azenha, in an old spa resort in the Coimbra district. Only 12 km from the coast as the crow flies.
“ELLEN!” Hugo sounds like there really is something, “ELLEN! THERE’S A FIRE!” Ah! So I heard it right, there is something. Certainly something! Fire! What??! Where?! Why?? Within seconds, Hugo is at the end of the garden hose, trying to get as far as he can with a pretty wimpy trickle, and I’m running back …
In the morning: Look well, fits perfectly, cut fiercely, spread nicely, press, next… In the afternoon: Mix well with an old whisk, a good dollop on your rubber, and just smear away … Great time to continue with the large facade mosaic In this beautiful autumn week, not too hot, not too cold, no rain, …
It’s a 100 to 1. Same story every time. Set up the scaffolding, and it’s going to rain. Especially now that São Matéus is approaching, the weather gods are very sensitive I’m delirious, you say? No, the weather is regulated differently here than with you up north. Turned out so, because when we had set …
The phone rings. A Luxembourg number. That’s not surprising, because a quarter of Luxembourg’s population consists of portuguese emigrés, who usually come to the mother country on holiday at this time of year. It’s not about what I expect: a question for a room reservation It’s about something completely different, and before I understand what …
No, don’t worry, this isn’t about the economy, or super-capitalism, or climate change. It’s about nature. This is about the excessive growth of trees. Especially olives Olives don’t grow fast, but they make it a point of honor. That’s probably why they stay alive for so long. The oldest olive tree in the world is …
Hip Hip Hooray! Long will I live! I’ve rarely celebrated my birthday – but now I’m turning 61 and I was born in ’61. Nice … For the occasion, I’m doing what you often see happening to people of a certain age: I’m going to ask for money for a good cause. I have chosen …
L.S. After church service this morning, part of a chant (“where angels are rulers”) popped into my mind and I wanted to figure out the whole chant.For this I searched in the old hymnal of my sister Arta and also came across a map of a certain Willeke, also on behalf of Sebe, Welmoed and …
A peaceful Friday, early evening, just after dinner. The boys are like five little sweethearts gaming at the big table: “Look out! He’s behind you! Foda-se! kill him! kill him! … Ah, now I’m dead …!” I’m at my post on the other side of the curtain because on Friday nights there are always guests …
“Oh, I’m sorry…. Stop … just a moment! Wait…! “ I’m just in time because the camper is already moving slowly across the field on its way to the exit. “I’m the biggest dummy of all time” I gasp, “sorry for the last minute disruption, but I forgot to make a picture of you guys. …
It arose spontaneously, and was much more successful than I had suspected! Nice to see all those reactions pouring in via all kinds of Facebook groups and by mail. Never thought that this contest would yield so many answers! Some people had the wrong contest picture in mind: I liked it so much that I …
