Portuguese Camino de Santiago starts here
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Monastery in Belem portion of Lisboa
Gas pump in Lisbon
Stairs into our apartmentLisboa, Portugal
Yes, I said Lisboa again. Yes we are still in Lisboa. Yes Lisboa is the correct way to spell Lisbon. Yes, we are soon to leave Lisbon--well sorta kinda. Yes I have eaten cod fish so many times I am growing gills. Yes our apartment is the height of The Tower of Babel--they speak Portuguese at the bottom and Swiss yodeling at the top where our "tree house" apartment is located. Yes you ask too many questions.
We are planning to leave Lisboa on Monday and fly to Barcelona (bar c loan a) where the Spaniards pronounce the name differently as in barth e loan a or bartz e loan a or some hairlip way in that general neighborhood. Don't get me wrong I love Spaniards but they pronounce their Spanish a little differently. But what do Spaniards know about talking Spanish anyway? Geez here you go with the questions again.
Deb and I took a boat "cruise" around the harbor today. It was cold and windy. I thought it was going to rain on us but Deb liked it. Deb liked all 30 Euros of it ($41). The "cruise" took 1 hour and was okay. Oh well.
So I was running low in a medication so I walked into a drug store here and told them the name of the drug and the man walked in back and brought me out a box of the drug. No questions asked. It seems the druggists decide which drug you need when the doctor tells them what ails you. When I told him the name of the drug it was a drug that an old fart like me would normally take, so he didn't ask me squat. Dang I want one of these. Now drugs involving things that make your head all funky is a different manner or so I am told. I don't take stuff like that anyway unless I have a broken skull (had it), AC shoulder separation (had it), broken bones (had it), cut off fingers (had it, had it--had it twice) and a few other little problems. Okay I have been known to take fuzzy headed drugs once, twice or 400 times in the past. Why in the living Garner am I off on this tangent. It must be Alzheimers. I wonder if that druggist dude can help me out with that too.
I guess I should post some photos. I promise I will when I can.
Hogs and kittens,
Al
We are planning to leave Lisboa on Monday and fly to Barcelona (bar c loan a) where the Spaniards pronounce the name differently as in barth e loan a or bartz e loan a or some hairlip way in that general neighborhood. Don't get me wrong I love Spaniards but they pronounce their Spanish a little differently. But what do Spaniards know about talking Spanish anyway? Geez here you go with the questions again.
Deb and I took a boat "cruise" around the harbor today. It was cold and windy. I thought it was going to rain on us but Deb liked it. Deb liked all 30 Euros of it ($41). The "cruise" took 1 hour and was okay. Oh well.
So I was running low in a medication so I walked into a drug store here and told them the name of the drug and the man walked in back and brought me out a box of the drug. No questions asked. It seems the druggists decide which drug you need when the doctor tells them what ails you. When I told him the name of the drug it was a drug that an old fart like me would normally take, so he didn't ask me squat. Dang I want one of these. Now drugs involving things that make your head all funky is a different manner or so I am told. I don't take stuff like that anyway unless I have a broken skull (had it), AC shoulder separation (had it), broken bones (had it), cut off fingers (had it, had it--had it twice) and a few other little problems. Okay I have been known to take fuzzy headed drugs once, twice or 400 times in the past. Why in the living Garner am I off on this tangent. It must be Alzheimers. I wonder if that druggist dude can help me out with that too.
I guess I should post some photos. I promise I will when I can.
Hogs and kittens,
Al
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Melide, Spain 52 kms to go
We had a productive day today. We walked a little over 20 kilometers which is about 12.5 miles yet 52 kilometers remain. I really think we have my health problems under control. Waguih (who is a doctor) saw first hand what was happening to me and changed a medication I take and I didn't recognize myself today. No more excessive sweating. I now know I must eat a little of certain foods regularly (like every 1-2 hours max due to another problem) and I have a tremendous amount of energy. Life has changed for me but Waguih's feet are really blistering due to the walking. Each day brings another blister for him. It hurts to just hear about it. I guess I suffered during the first part last month, and he is suffering now.
We were walking through Palas de Rei today, and we saw this really beautiful church that was open, so we decided to go inside. We collect stamps along the way on this thing called a credencial that is used to prove you actually walked the camino so you can get a certificate proving you walked it. The stamps are available at churches, places to sleep, places to eat, shops, etc. The certificate is a very, very big deal for pilgrims so getting these stamps is of paramount importance. Anyway, as we were going into the church in Palas de Rei, I saw a sign that said the church had a stamp. We we went inside and walked around this beautiful church and then walked into this backroom where this old guy was stamping pilgrim credencials. So I waited my turn and the guy stamped my credencial and as soon as he finished he pointed to the money jar sitting on the table meaning I was supposed to give a donation. I guess everything has its price.
Deb and Sandra are keeping themselves busy and having fun. I'm not sure what they are doing but I know they aren't riding around throwing water balloons on pilgrims because somebody would tell me. Like the saying goes, if it ain't broken don't fix it.
I'm sorry I don't write more. We don't seem to have a lot of free time. Talk to Yall tomorrow.
We were walking through Palas de Rei today, and we saw this really beautiful church that was open, so we decided to go inside. We collect stamps along the way on this thing called a credencial that is used to prove you actually walked the camino so you can get a certificate proving you walked it. The stamps are available at churches, places to sleep, places to eat, shops, etc. The certificate is a very, very big deal for pilgrims so getting these stamps is of paramount importance. Anyway, as we were going into the church in Palas de Rei, I saw a sign that said the church had a stamp. We we went inside and walked around this beautiful church and then walked into this backroom where this old guy was stamping pilgrim credencials. So I waited my turn and the guy stamped my credencial and as soon as he finished he pointed to the money jar sitting on the table meaning I was supposed to give a donation. I guess everything has its price.
Deb and Sandra are keeping themselves busy and having fun. I'm not sure what they are doing but I know they aren't riding around throwing water balloons on pilgrims because somebody would tell me. Like the saying goes, if it ain't broken don't fix it.
I'm sorry I don't write more. We don't seem to have a lot of free time. Talk to Yall tomorrow.
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