Day 30/30 – On this final day of the month of November, I am reminiscing and am thankful for our travels. This year Chris and I said we wanted to travel to 25 places in celebration of our 25th wedding anniversary. This left us with lots of happy memories I’m so thankful for. I will do a full writeup at some point on my other site, but for now here are some of my favorite memories:
For November (the month in which we celebrate Thanksgiving in the US), I’m trying to blog about something for which I’m thankful for each day of the month.
I blame our month-long stay in Lisbon on the fact that I have a cousin in Denmark (how fun is that to say?). The original intent of the trip was a 1.5 to 2-week stint. I was going to join my work team in Lisbon for a meetup for a week, and Chris would join me at the beginning or end. Then my cousin said she might be able to spend some time with us, too. The time we were staying stretched onward, and we finally realized that staying for a month in an apartment was not much more expensive than spending a couple of weeks in a hotel. No brainer. We booked. She visited.
We had a marvelous time with my cousin and her man. You’ve met her before if you read this blog. She played Monopoly with us last year. Thing is — I haven’t seen her live in about 8 years. This was such a treat! So much better than Zoom (although I’m grateful for that).
Chris and I are serious walkers, and Lise thought she was, too. But the hills in Lisbon proved a little too much for a post-leg surgery patient, so we hit the Yellow Bus Tour. It had horrible reviews, which made me a bit nervous, but we had a marvelous time. I do have to say that in the on-season and on weekends the reviews are justified, but for a low-key weekday in April, it was a fabulous experience.
We sat in an uncrowded bus and cooled off under blue skies while soaking in the history of the city — both old and new. We also enjoyed funiculars, trolleys and ferries as part of the tour. If a radio didn’t work, we switched our seat. No problem.
On the weekend we struggled to get room on the trolleys (hence the correct reviews comment earlier), but weekdays were bliss.
I’m not sure what part of the Wed-Mon visit I loved best (apart from just being with Lise in person). Perhaps it was sharing the wonders of a continent together — from the Moor Castle in Sintra to watching performers in the plaza. Or giggling over childhood stories. Or meeting her boyfriend (also named Chris. Poor Lise, hanging out with Chris, Chris and Chrissie). I guess it’s good that I’m not required to pick a favorite moment.
Anyway, that time will always be a treasure in my memory. If you are into pics, check out highlights of our extended weekend:
Chris can’t stop with the bunny ears. Ever. Fortunately Lise is a good sport.
Bairro Alto – our home
Chris can’t stop with the bunny ears. Ever.
Lise arrives after a loooong cab ride (yay strikes)
Great art everywhere.
Great architecture in the modern section of town
Chrissie, Lise and Chris by the Tagus
Chris and Chris checking out the beer choices at the beer museum
Yellow Tour Ferry. So fun
Moorish castle and cousins.
Statues everywhere. I think this one is St. Anthony, patron saint to the city.
Lise and Chrissie at Sintra
Twilight by the Tagus
Lise enjoying art in the city.
Which chocolate do I want?
Dolphins on a bridge
Lights by the Tagus
Yellow Bus Tour – Did us Wll
The funicular in Bairro Alto, Lisbon.
Lise, surrounded by Chris’s near the Tagus River
Chris on the lookout at the Moorish Castle
Lunch for the travelers
Love this monument
Yakking away at the park. Fun night and day.
Super art on buildings.
Lise enjoying the view of Sintra
Art at the Sintra train station
Modern section of Lisbon
Lise and Chris on the Yellow Bus Tour
Look at that beautiful smile and beautiful view.
Lise and Chrissie on the Yellow Bus Tour touring the modern section of Lisbon.
“But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations of your own life, and see that they are really nothing. In that moment when time stops, it is as though you know you could undertake any venture, complete it and come back to yourself, to find the world unchanged, and everything just as you left it a moment before. And it’s as though knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Outlander