When we were about an hour away from Montimerso, John started having a problem. The problem was that the scenery was getting prettier and prettier. We both love Braga –…
Paradise Delayed: Alentejo 2024, Part 1
A long time ago (last year), in a galaxy far, far away (Braga), we planned to celebrate our anniversary by ticking an item off our not-quite-in-the-bucket list – visiting a…
Punting: Coimbra, April 2022
I actually have no idea if everyone uses this word the same way we do, but when a plan either fails to materialize or has to be changed on short…
DC — we’ll have to return
I’m proud (!) to say that we’ve done no sightseeing in DC. Instead, I’ve been sleeping like mad: 13 hours the first night, 11 the second, and 9 last night….
*Secret Post*
Bound copies of this project are being given to a few people (*cough* parents *cough*) in 2017 . . . but for our friends, enjoy. 🙂 Two files: Wedding Album…
Pup Culture
One of J’s holiday gifts was a book I made for him. Called Pup Culture, it is a collection of photos of the animals we encountered in our trips over…
Day Sixteen: Pressing Pause in Galway
First thing’s first: I totally lied in yesterday’s post. There is no way I can finish this week without writing absurdly long posts or skipping bits. True, there are bits…
Day Fifteen: Mad Max 4 – the Burren
Our fifteenth day is defined in three ways, listed in no particular order: our visit to a 1,000 year old abbey, our completely serendipitous stop at a sheepdog demonstration, and…
Day Fourteen: Long Day’s Journey Into Doolin
I have joked about the roads in Ireland, and I have ranted about the roads in Ireland. This was a day when I had to respect the roads in Ireland,…
Day Thirteen: Our Own Private Irishman
We had a second full day on the Dingle peninsula. I won’t lie, having done the Slea Head Drive the day before I sort of felt like we had taken…
