We suddenly find ourselves without a Prime Minister since Tuesday! And perhaps with a CC, a Caretaker Cabinet, starting next week! (Does that sound familiar?) António Costa resigns after being accused of corruption over a lithium mine My son, who I texted about it, found it no surprise: “Portugal scores well on the corruption index” […]
A fallen head over lithium Read More »
There have been so many responses to last week’s blog that I feel I have to report how things are going. Are we going to be followed by the camera of B&B full of Love? Shall I keep the suspense for a moment and start with a few considerations? Of course, we’re all used to
Sequel to: “am I a bachelorette in a B&B Full of Love?” Read More »
I’m having a nice walk with Mira when my phone rings. I always answer with: “Termas-da-Azenha, bom dia” though in Portugal it’s common to just say “Estou”, which simply means “I’m here”, but I think that’s a bit short for the majority of (international) potential guests. “Hello, this is Malu, I am calling about the
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“Well, I’m not absolutely sure, because I don’t take the train every day, but what I understand is that you now also have to make reservations for the IC online… “I say while we look at Astrid’s phone. We are on the site of Comboios de Portugal – the Trains of Portugal “Let’s do it
A journey of a thousand kilometers starts with the trains of the CP Read More »
“Senhora … bom dia ….” the man is dressed in camouflage clothing, and puts out his cigarette as he steps out of his Volkswagen station. “Is the senhora going for a walk with the dog?” I nod yes, and walk back a bit because it’s just a little too far to have a normal chat.
Wild boar hunt or wild boar safari? Read More »
I didn’t know it at all. But yes, maybe not that surprising, because I come from the big city in the western part of the country, and there of course you have large expensive houses, but there is never anything written on them except perhaps “Pondview” or “Home Sweet Home” (names for houses are a
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When I want to load the groceries, a small Portuguese woman comes to me. Well, not to me, to Mira. She’s always the one that gets the most attention everywhere. Maybe because most people don’t dare say to another human being: “Hey, honey, come here!” to say. That used to happen, but those times are
Fisherman’s friend, a meeting at a Lidl at the beach Read More »
We are in the Fig Tree in the Delta – that is what Figueira da Foz would be called in english. Mira dances on the beach, growls at her own tail, looks at the waves in amazement and tries to ignore the seagulls. I suspect she has already seen their sharp beaks, and that they
A silver sea in September Read More »
“This was not too bad, in terms of tolls,” says Marco and enjoys another sip of his red port, which I poured into a beautiful antique glass especially for the occasion. “It now came to about 87 euros with our regular car – quite a difference when we came with the van. Then you are
Game on: Belgium – Portugal, Switzerland – Portugal, Bolivia – Portugal Read More »
You never think about it that much. About little things that make your life easier. Water for example. In combination with sponges that help to keep the healing water in the bath When we first got here, there were always a lot of people passing by. They had heard that there were people in the
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