This post is part of a series called Moving to Portugal The Portugal portion of our story is, unsurprisingly if you’ve actually read parts 1-4, complicated. When we started to…

This post is part of a series called Moving to Portugal As I said at the end of the previous post in this series, we started to get cold feet…

This post is part of a series called Moving to Portugal Welcome to the second part of our annotated look back at the process of us moving to Europe. Hopefully,…

Lisa and I had formulated a retirement plan over the first umpteen years of our relationship; a good, solid, dependable, American retirement plan. We would work into our 60s, then move to Ashland, Oregon or one of the neighboring towns. There, we would integrate with the artistic and spiritual communities, volunteer at the Shakespeare Festival, and generally enjoy our life. We even had our eye on a retirement community a little north on I-5 that we always saw when we drove down, and figured that was where we would transition to if we weren’t able to live on our own at some point. It was a fine plan.

It comes a lot, not just with the immigrants here but with travel in general. There’s these levels of language learning (woof, used up all the “l”s in my keyboard…

This post is part of a series called Dursley 2023 On our previous trip into this area, many moons ago, we made the best of a rainy day and got…

This post is part of a series called Dursley 2023 On the 13th of August, 1704, a battle took place near Blindheim (now Blenheim), Austria during the War of the…

This post is part of a series called Dursley 2023 As we spent a couple quiet days getting to know our ward, Oberon, we laid out our plans for trips…

This post is part of a series called Dursley 2023 If you’ve been following along with us on a regular basis you’ll remember a very recent post about some changes,…

The subject of driving licenses just came up in the household. We are preparing for our “Grand Tour of North America” in the fall (we’re seeing family and friends, but…