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.

We’re just a little shy of two years since the creation of the-ramble and we’ll be rolling out a few additions to this website over the next few weeks. (Or,…

This post is part of a series called Moving to Portugal We’ve got some big changes coming. At the end of November we’re going to San Francisco to share Thanksgiving…