Sun appears again this morning, some clouds too and warm enough ... pre-breakfast coffee with Marc, German troubadour, free thinker and frequencies align for a while ... he missed check in last night, due to late night singing and guitar playing and spent an uncomfortable night outside ...
Living the free life and considering a donkey to accompany him on his wandering ... and a dog ... tricky in the hostels, but helpful for keeping warm when sleeping out perhaps ... climate, of course, a great boon for living free and the Algarve climate is as benign as can be ...
Gudmund reports that David, Portuguese room mate from last time, has a job locally, whilst Diana reports that Diogo, the young pilgrim planning to walk the East Portugal route, has not yet returned to start ... though he may be camping, of course ... anyway, thoughts are with him, Darren on the Lisbon route and the Fantastic Five or six left near Salamanca as the weather turns cool and wet up there ...
Meanwhile, another Diogo, who can be seen on blogs over the years ... in Coimbra, San Enrique, Gibraltar, sends an invitation to visit him near Coimbra and catch up on his Erasmus adventures ... but first the dentist, on Thursday ...
A trip to the market secures the fruit and veg, to Pingo Doce for beans, chick peas, eggs, cheese and wine and stomach has a treat, without meat or fish ... stores for a few days ... some books from the charity shop for browsing ... laundry done ... rinsing out and drying on the pack sometimes needs back up ...
In the kitchen, Ophelia, Londoner via Essex (where lots of Londoners live as the centre has been taken over by shifty traders) ... a yoga teacher, more recently in Sheffield, living her dream in Tavira ... her own studio ... accommodation harder to find ... Tavira these days very popular with French and German folks ... English too, but we get everywhere ... maybe the story of London playing out here ... but where do the Tavira folks go? Diana, once of England, scathing about the decline of the Portuguese language ... the expectation that English is enough ... maybe French too, since many older Portuguese are fluent, having lived and worked there ... and as for Albufeira, she says it is no longer Portugal ...
A mostly rest day, just a little wandering around town ... a few showers and watching FB feeds from Weardale, very pretty in the snow (as long as you have nowhere to go) ...
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