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Dawn at our place. GH took the photo, obviously. At this time of day either I'm already off to work, not home yet or sound asleep...

PS: The dinner mentioned on the previous post was here

12th Anniversary

Yup. GH and I have been stuck with one another for twelve years today!
And trust me: it is not easy. Putting up with me for all this time?
Presents will be swapped, a special dinner will take place on a special place and some more celebrations will occur... nobody is invited of course, today is just for the two of us!

Third Strike

Yet again GAP contracts slave work. After the cases in 2004 and 2006, another factory is found using slave children to make GAP products, this time in India.
Again GAP denies any knowledge and discards any responsibility, claiming they simply won’t market the products made by the said factory.
Not enough I’d say. Maybe that would do the first time it happened, but if this kind of situation happens systematically with the same company something smells fishy.
Well, if instead of a big corporation we were talking about a two bit criminal in California he’d be in for life… well, maybe neither US nor international laws would have a way to force GAP out of business, maybe there is no third strike law to prevent companies from using slave work.

But buyers can surely force GAP out of business and with that show all other companies that the world has had enough of slavery.

So if you’re reading this please let all your friends know what is going on and start boycotting all GAP products.

Relativity?

GH's finding on an alleged "gourmet store" in Lisbon: pop tarts!
Ok, I do admit we sometimes shop there for some specific items...

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Inside Santa Clara's Convent, in Funchal. On the beautiful Madeira Island.

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Not really making up for the lack of posts

Try and listen to this:

Dazkarieh

Making do

with what I have around here.

Holiday rant

6 minutes

That was the exact time elapsed from the moment I left the building for my holidays to the moment I got the first call from the lab.
Two more hours went by 'til I got the second call.
Rats!
I'm stuck here, too broke to travel abroad, with my cell phone on because my family must be able to reach me. Problem being everybody will be able to call me.
Money doesn't bring happiness, but it sure helps when you want to have fun and travel!
Of course I shouldn't be complaining. Yes, I do know plenty of people have it worst than we do.
Well, we'll make do whit what we have for now.
Sorry for the bad mood. A couple of days at the beach and it will surely improve.

Despair

Last May a desperate mother of a disabled girl drove her car off a cliff killing herself and her 25 year old daughter.

The despair of having to take care of her child eventually overwhelmed her.

After 25 five years of devotion to someone she knew could never have hope for a better future, that mother decided to put an end to both her child’s suffering and her own.

This week another desperate mother killed a son and tried to commit suicide too although she survived. A six years old epileptic boy died after his mother’s boyfriend dumped her.

Reading the news about it, especially the comments from the neighbors who say the little boy was a lovely kid, most people claim for the murderous mother’s head.

Me? Not sure.

I really don’t know.

I can’t even start to imagine how desperate a mother must be to kill her own progeny, so how can I tell if another mother is faking such despair?

Summertime salads

2 tbsp chives
1 tbsp mapple syrup or honey
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp fresh ground pepper
1/2 cup plain yogurt
2 tbsp olive oil
1 oz cider vinegar
1 tbsp ground garlic
1 tbsp mustard

Or at least it seems to me these are more or less the right amounts... I never actually measure stuff for a salad dressing. Mix it well and chill it before serving.
Give it a try and tell me about it.

Old fashioned thermal container

The cork oak (Quercus suber), native to southern Europe and most common tree found in Alentejo (the southern part of Portugal just north of the Algarve), is used since ancient times not only to produce corks for the local wine but to create several other objects.
This is a "tarro", it is basically a traditional food recipient that would allow taking hot food to workers in the cereal fields.
The craftsmanship is extremely simple: cut a section of the tree trunk, hollow it from the wood except in the bottom and voilá thermal insulation used even before the Romans invaded the Peninsula some say.

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Évora's Roman Temple. Or a detail of it, to be accurate.

Évora's Bones Chapel

A few pics of the Bones Chapel. One of Évora's ex libris.
Click on the picture to see details and to locate the place on a map.
Évora is one of UNESCO's World Heritage sites in Portugal.


And no, I do not get any kind of grant from the tourist board for trying to lure you all into visiting our country...

Portuguese delicacy

Delicious I tell you!
Although when you have foreign guests this can turn into something of a cultural clash... most people who have never had a snails snack seem to be grossed out by the idea of eating a snail.
But the choice of snacks available in most places is bountiful enough to please almost all tastes.

Lifetime experiences II

This weekend I've redeemed a voucher GH had given me as a present on our last anniversary.
See that little plane like thingy on the photo?
That's a glider and yours truly was on it!
She offered me a sail flight!

I'd flown on several planes and helicopters before, I'd done sky diving, but I always wanted to try a sail flight and never got to do it.
An experienced pilot got us up, made several acrobatic maneuvers (never thought I would ever do two loopings in a row without an engine, that thing really was amazing) and even let me fly the glider for a while.

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This one was taken in Aveiro, a city sometimes called the Portuguese Venice.
Although at the time of this visit there was a book fair in town plus several other cultural events I must confess the reason for our visit was mostly gastronomical... you see there are this traditional sweets made of egg yolk and sugar that we just love and whenever we drive nearby we simply have to make a little detour.

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Lifetime experiences

GH's birthday present was really a present for the two of us.
We went swimming with dolphins.
For those who think it is bad luck to give or receive birthday presents before the actual b-day... oh well, guess superstition doesn't bother us and with our schedules and lack of free time we just had to make do with whatever chance we had.

PS: Today is the second anniversary of this blog. With the change of address I almost forgot it!

Where it all started

This is the castle of Guimarães. Traditionally the place where Portugal was born. The statue depicts Dom Afonso Henriques, or Afonso I of Portugal, son of Henry of Burgundy Count of Portugal. In 1120, eight years after his father's death he rebelled against his own mother and the king of Castile (tradition has it he beat up his mother and had her put in chains) and proclaimed the independence of Portugal.Of course the king of Castile didn't quite like the idea, war broke out. Things were hard, battles were won, others lost but finally in 1143 in the city of Zamora, Spain, a peace treaty was signed and Portugal was officially recognized as an independent kingdom.
Some say it is no wonder most of us have a bit of a bad temper, a nation that started with a son beating his own mom.

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A town full of temples

This is where the wedding was, it's Basilica do Sameiro, one of many churches you can find in and around Braga.









We stayed in a hotel near yet another sanctuary Bom Jesus do Monte.











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Tired, very tired actually...

An American friend arrived Saturday morning, we picked her up at Lisbon airport, raced to Braga (city in the northernmost area of Portugal) to attend the wedding of a friend of ours, made a slalom through several places in Portugal on Sunday as we headed back home and finally, today, we headed south to the Algarve (southernmost part of Portugal) so I could give GH her birthday present (given in advance...her b-day is only on the 15th).
And we drove back home again...
Too tired to make a decent post, but not tired enough not to share with you the laugh I had at our American friend's lipstick (click on the pic to enlarge it).