Tag: Azores
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So SATA to see you go.
There are basically two airlines that fly between the Azores and the mainland on a regular basis. One is TAP, a Brazilian carrier that we have actually flown before in another hemisphere and is memorable because passengers clap each time the plane lands (“Yay, the pilot didn’t kill us!). The other is SATA, which is…
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Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
After yesterday’s unexpected foray into extreme tourism, we decided that our mud-covered clothing deserved a play date with a washing machine or the last leg of our journey in Porto was going to be done primarily in the nude, and I only advocate public nudity at the KLM lounge in Amsterdam. The hotel desk clerk…
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Take Me to the Riber
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Portuguese Pot Pourri
Since we’re still basking in the afterglow of yesterday’s spa treatment (and metabolizing the mimosas), I thought I’d take the time to clear out some digital miscellany from the trip. But first, Happy Birthday to our good friend, Jill, who is back in the states. Although it is her big day here in the time…
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Brave New Day
Although we didn’t technically plan it this way, our trip to Portugal coincided with our wedding anniversary. And like a lot of older couples who are still very much in love and physically vibrant, we decided to commemorate the occasion by getting naked…and then paying a stranger to touch us. There really is no difference…
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Mother Tongue Tied
As languages go, Portuguese is a bit of a two-faced Judas. As we explore the island of Sao Miquel in our shitty, rented Renault (Renault is French for Chrysler, by the way), the signage is easy enough to translate if you’ve spent any time studying Spanish (or a Doordash menu from the Mexican restaurant on…
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Azores 101
I realize that not everyone of my readers is a seasoned, world-savvy, international polyglot like me (you know, the guy who thought Estonia was a late-model Hyundai less than twelve months ago), so I thought you might benefit from a little, hard-earned Azorean trivia to round out your knowledge base. Lesson 1: The Azorean Islands…
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World Tour(ettes)
Growing up, I had an uncle with Tourette’s Syndrome. Sadly, however, it wasn’t the hilarious kind that made him spew the most inappropriate of words during the most appropriate of situations. Uncle Ron just made a repeated, disgusting nasal “honk” that forced you to involuntarily flinch in fear of being hit by the loogie that…
The Hillbilly Viking 