Only there wasn’t any storm, just a cloudy day down by the river. I know earlier I said there were … Continue reading Any Porto in a storm
London, Wednesday, 15:00 Not exactly. But I feel I’d like to be set free. My legs are Jonesing for a … Continue reading Like a Chained dog.
I’ve taken the train to Porto, to the north, for the weekend. I jump ahead in my story but right … Continue reading I’m alive and well. and having dinner in Porto.
more and more, includes me. I am not in the know. I am using my fledging Portuguese and every time … Continue reading Ola pessoas!
“‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane…” Thank you John Denver for the sentiment. But in my case, the next … Continue reading “Porque estou saindo em um avião a jato…”
More on that later. Right now, I can report the final semester of sequestering is over, with a high degree … Continue reading Adeus Zoom. Olá Lisboa!
Like the loveable but maniacal young lady above, that is what the last three months of Fall Semester have been … Continue reading Well, hello again.
This is me on Day One, Day Two and pretty much every day. I don’t know how many returning students … Continue reading What the well-healed student wears on their first day back to school.
My apologies. It is simply that the times have been so trying. I’ve not been able to figure out where … Continue reading It has been a very long time since we’ve talked.