The screen door of room 2 makes a “schreeeeeech” noise across the floor. I always lift it a little, but of course the guests don’t know that door like I know it. The sliding door of the adjacent living room goes “zzzzzzztpoom”. I can hear that when I’m sitting in the kitchen waiting for breakfast […]
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I once worked for a portuguese estate agency. That was in the Dreamtime, when we were still dreaming of a better future in Portugal. Working for the agency was an excellent introduction to the portuguese culture. What I found striking then, and what has changed a lot in the 20 years that we now live
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You can sit and sputter in the car, especially these days, because then people just think that you are talking on the phone hands-free. “For goodness sake, just leave the potholes as they are, but make a “cycle path”.” I splutter happily to myself (because Mira has stopped listening for a long time). As if
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For reasons that don’t really matter, I’ve been in contact with a lawyer a lot over the past two years. I helped someone sell several houses, and that’s where the services of a lawyer can be very useful. If you are going to buy a house in Portugal, you hire a lawyer This “compra e
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I hear them screaming when I’m about to fall asleep, and I have to let it sink in that this is reality and I haven’t arrived in Dreamland yet. I still listen carefully, and then I think: “By the time I get my clothes on and find my shoes, it’s already too late.” (I don’t
A hungry fox, a lonely dog, and a lot of dead bodies Read More »
Right. The Christmas shopping has already been done. Completely against my habit, I put the money in the pocket of my warm wintercoat. I still have to walk the pugs, and it’s almost dark, so it’s time to move on. All Christmas gifts have been bought and wrapped so no worries anymore As usual, I
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So here I am, a week with three pugs and a car that is still a bit sick. With “the little Puggies” as we affectionately call them, because they’re sweethearts, and with a kind of repaired car, but not completely yet. With pugs you’re not very mobile, but without a car you lose your mobility
“A quarter to seven at Bifurcação then… just look,” I point out, “otherwise you won’t be there on time, because you also have to allow an hour for the metro.” Broes looks a bit down. He had found a nice ticket, flying at one o’clock, arriving at half past three dutch time, absolutely ideal. By
If the train doesn’t get a flat tire… Read More »
A large bird flies into my airspace. Of course, it’s not “my” airspace, it doesn’t belong to anyone or to everyone, depending on how you see it, but I happen to walk under it, and if the bird hadn’t been so noisy, it would never have been mentioned anyway. But he is, he screams and
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