Five Feet, Nine Inches Above Ground

Going to an actual beach on the ocean, any ocean, regardless of the weather, is always an exciting event for me. I was born and raised as a landlocked individual within sight of that inland ocean remnant known as Lake Ontario. No vast sailing ships, mostly – motorboats. In any case, Wednesday was an exceptional…

Go out and howl at and dance around beneath the rays of the first full moon of 2018. It might bring you  good luck, a better harvest, or get you arrested, depending on where you are. My good fortune, with the instigation of Randy and Marc, was to be in Fuzeta on the salt flats…

New Year’s Eve day was a mix of highs and lows – literally. As Marc was feeling under the weather, Randy decided to take me for a tour of Mount San Miguel. Its the highest point in the area with communication towers at the top and a wonderful view of the coastline. The road, however,…

Jet-lag and general over-all fatigue have caught up with this intrepid blogger. However, the enticements of a local Saturday market drew me into a journey with Randy and Gwen to Olhao. I thought we were going to a gypsy market – that’s actually on Sunday in another town. This was an amazing market, just the…

Friday morning was devoted to doing some grocery shopping for the weekend. There are similarities to a Canadian supermarché and there are differences. A display of whole salt cod next to the butcher’s counter was one of those differences. There was also a fine selection of wine, including porto – of course –  and scotch…

It was a slightly overcast in the morning and the rain clouds hung back over the mountains as the sun broke through in the afternoon. Marc and Randy took me on a delightful tour of Fuzeta – the beach and the town. We had lunch at Pedro’s restaurant, Snack Bar Galactica. The corvina was delicious.…