Three Days Alone in Portugal

I arrive in Portugal in the afternoon; it’s all drama free. I know how to do this now. Book a flight at a sensible hour, find the left luggage at the station, wander about town til I can go to my couchsurfing host’s place, then arrive, cheerful and open. I climb a few flights to […]

the day to day today

I am content. I wake up in my cottage with a red door. I’m all covered with blankets but I get up and shower while it is dark. Breakfast is at 8 with coffee-in-a-bowl comme d’habitude and muesli laden with nuts. Then it’s to work. I can bike ride to the greenhouses, down narrow hedge-lined […]