Before my partial retirement on 1st of January I had the ambition of starting to regularly write on this blog. Well, it didn’t happen. When I tell people that I do not know how I found the time to work it always gets a good laugh, but it has been the truth, honest.
In these six months we have sold our house in Furubergsgatan and bought a flat in Luleåvägen. We went on holiday to Cala Millor- Mallorca and I was also in Makunduchi – Zanzibar in February.
In Cala Millor we were fortunate also to join an international group of other holiday makers whose company we truly enjoyed.
I am writing from the flat in S. Pedro Estoril where we plan to make some improvements. Our trip to Portugal, this time, was made by car. It is a long stretch of 4000 kilometers. We crossed over in Gothenburg and spent a few hours there feeling the pulse of a very pleasant city center. After that we made two more hotel stops and slept two nights in the car.
The first stop was in Cologne with its impressive cathedral. Even there there was a very pleasant atmosphere of eating and drinking. The mind boggles when we think how utterly destroyed this city was left after bombing in the Second World War. Something for present and coming generations to think about as populism and nationalism grow again in our midst.
I put our stop in S. Sebastian at the top of the line. It is indeed a beautiful city with an atmosphere that just makes you feel dizzy which I will admit was helped by the Tapas dinner at the Baztan in the old town. Highly recommended as far as I am concerned.
Yesterday was crowned by meeting my new cousin Pedro Magalhães and his wife Teresa. More about this on coming texts.