A farewell coffee at the airport
As I reflect on the time spent in Portugal, there are so many things I think back on and would like to write about but my journey has come to an end - for now. I want to look back and share a couple of final thoughts. Being able to travel to Portugal and spend time with friends there is one for which I am so grateful! Grateful to God and grateful to my husband. Thank you, R!
Now, Bags, Baptisms and Batatas (potatoes)
Once again I was reminded of the custom of the Portuguese people to deliver and carry everything in a bag. What kind of bag? A simple plastic bag from Continente or a beautiful bag from the nicest store - whatever
you take with you or give to someone, goes into a bag.
Waiting with her bag
What an unforgettable time it was standing in the pouring rain and five young people being baptised in the ocean. Our feet were freezing cold, but our hearts were full. Hearts given to the Lord and joy filled all in attendance.
Baptism in the Sea
Every meal, with the exception of breakfast was served with a huge pile of french fries, homemade potato chips or boiled potatoes. Fish was prepared and delivered to the table, head and tail included, surrounded by boiled potatoes. Beef, chicken and pork arrive at the table with either a large pile of french fries or chips.
As I close this chapter of writing and my time of travel, I want to share with you some final pictures I took as I looked around me each day.... Um coração a cada dia (A heart each day.)
A wonderful lunch with the best of friends the day before leaving
(M, R, P & J, R and O)
Once again I was reminded of the custom of the Portuguese people to deliver and carry everything in a bag. What kind of bag? A simple plastic bag from Continente or a beautiful bag from the nicest store - whatever
you take with you or give to someone, goes into a bag.
What an unforgettable time it was standing in the pouring rain and five young people being baptised in the ocean. Our feet were freezing cold, but our hearts were full. Hearts given to the Lord and joy filled all in attendance.
Every meal, with the exception of breakfast was served with a huge pile of french fries, homemade potato chips or boiled potatoes. Fish was prepared and delivered to the table, head and tail included, surrounded by boiled potatoes. Beef, chicken and pork arrive at the table with either a large pile of french fries or chips.
Pork, Rice (with some veggies mixed in) and Batatas
As I close this chapter of writing and my time of travel, I want to share with you some final pictures I took as I looked around me each day.... Um coração a cada dia (A heart each day.)
in a window
on a tiny grave
in a rug
on a sign
with coffee - Mmmmm!
announcing a visitor on the door
on the dining room table in the evening
in a village square
on a public wall
Thank you for coming on this journey with me. I have enjoyed sharing it with you...
Portugal, March 2013
Until next time..... Blessings!
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