Doin’ the Willie Nelson

On the road again
Goin’ places that I’ve never been
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

Perhaps the best part about this new journey is that we have wi-fi again! Woo hoo! While we love our new place, and even more the generosity and kindness of our attorney in letting us use it, it’s sure amazing how quickly our lives have become dependent on good internet access. Of course that also means it’s once again a lot easier to post pictures on the blog (you can take that as a “Reader Warning! Lots of pictures below again!”) We used my iPhone as a hotspot for a while, but not only is that slow and intermittent, we went through our minutes faster than Trump goes through hairspray. Plus I can’t use my computer to do it, which puts a serious bummer on my blogging, dude.

And so, without further ado, here are two batches of pix, one from a trip to Nazaré, and the other to Albufeira in the Algarve, which is where we are right now.

Nazaré is world-renown for surfing waves that are totally righteous. In fact, world record-setting. In November 2011, Hawaiian surfer Garrett McNamara surfed a wave that was 78 feet from trough to crest. There have been a couple of surfed waves that may even be bigger than that since then. So we set out on a hour-and-a-half drive to see if we could rock a tube. Or at least see a big wave or something.

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It was windy, and it was cold. There were times I actually had to hold my iPhone with two hands to take pictures, for fear the wind would blow it out of my hand.
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This is something like what we were hoping to see there.
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We would’ve even settled for something like this.
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Instead, what we got was this.

If you don’t believe how big those waves can get at this spot, just click here for a radical video. And yeah, that’s right where we were. We just have to come back in November or so to catch that surf. And we will, by God. That’s something we really want to see.

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The wind has quite a nip to it. Poses were struck on the fly.
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The town of Nazare´ from a view near the lighthouse. The beaches are slammin’ in the summer.
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“Take the frickin’ picture so I can get back into the car!”
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Beneath the lighthouse, a display of surfboards used by some of the famous surfers. We didn’t know who any of them were, but we’ll take their word for it.
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I think this is a Guinness World Record for the lowest I could stoop to look out a window and then stand up again without grunting loudly.
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Even without monster waves, it’s a beautiful area. However, driving down this road toward the lighthouse entails being a very cautious driver. Those cement barriers aren’t present every part of the way. One wrong push on the gas instead of the brake and you’re headed downhill in a hurry, and for the last time.
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Rumor has it surfers enjoy a fair amount of ganja. I can explain this no other way.
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Picture-postcard worthy. Guess we have to settle for blog-worthy. That’s the lighthouse in the pictures above.

Next up– a trip to Algarve! Algarve is a big tourist destination in the summer, especially for the Brits. Even in the off-season, as we wandered around town we heard more British accents than the time we were in London. Well, maybe not, but after hearing nothing but Portuguese, it was noticeable. I did get a kick out of a musician singing Neil Diamond and other American and British pop songs in a restaurant. Why do people want tastes of home when they’re traveling in another country? We’re glad we didn’t consider moving to Algarve permanently.

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I haven’t been told that I have a stick up my butt very often, but now you can figure it’s true, as long as you substitute “fire hydrant” for “stick.”
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This is the main beach in Alburfeira. We had to taste the gelato to make sure they made it as well here as everywhere else we’ve been.
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It may look like a jumble, but that’s only because it is.
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As the son of a son of a sailor, I went out on the sea for adventure… As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin’ man, I have chalked up many a mile…
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The view from our new wi-fi equipped flat. Cloudy when we first got here, but the weather forecast is for 22 and 23 degrees as a high. Which is 72-74 for those of you stuck in the measurement dark ages. Ha! Did I mention we now have wi-fi?
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And here it is the next morning, with the clouds dissipating. We hear it’s snowing right about now in Portland. Um, sorry?
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Sittin; in the mornin’ sun, I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ come. Watching the ships roll in, and then I watch ’em roll away again. I’m sitting on the dock of the bay, watching the tide toll away. Ooh, I’m just sitting on the dock of the bay, wastin’ time…
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If that was a thought cloud above my head, you could be sure I’d be pissed off about something!
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I didn’t realize how much of a Peeping Tomette Carolyn was until I caught her snapping pictures of some people in their house. I refuse to use her picture in the blog. We’ll see about counseling when we get back to Lisbon.
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For some reason Albufeira has a preponderance of cats. It may have something to do with all the fish, I dunno. Or maybe it’s just the Brits.
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In the summer that beach is packed with pasty-white Brits, all clamoring for a cup of tea with their suntan lotion.

You know you’re retired when your idea of fun is to try on different sunglasses and laugh at each other and take pictures. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is what retirement is like.

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….And lovin’ it.

As a final flush– er, close to the blog, I just have this one question. What in the world is this bidet-thing used for? I mean, I’ve used a bidet. In Japan, they have sophisticated toilet seats with controls that rival an airplane cockpit. They make you want to sit there for hours, just luxuriating in the, well, we can leave the rest to your imagination.

I was going to joke about all the bidets here in Portugal by asking what we’re supposed to do with these feet washers. Now I wonder if that’s really what they are. The faucets only point down, so if they’re supposed to wash your nether regions, well, let’s just say no one could ever unsee what they saw if someone were actually washing their nethers with that faucet.

Since we’re pretty sure no one has ever used it, we’re using it as an ice bucket. Cheers!

 

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