Lisboa!

I can’t believe it has been just over a week since we have returned from an amazing vacation to Barcelona and Lisboa! You count down the many months, weeks and days and then once you have arrived it goes so fast.

I’m starting with Lisbon even though we went there after Barcelona but I have all those photos edited so here you go.

It was an amazing week spent with great friends. I love to travel. To see parts of the world that have such a rich history. Where the lifestyle is completely different from ours. I should take one of those DNA tests because I feel like I am 100% European. I love the way European’s experience life. Walking everywhere or taking the train (their systems are so much better than ours…at least Atlanta’s) Shopping at markets and carrying your bread and fresh flowers home. 💛🌻🌷💕

We stayed at a beautiful apartment which was located across from the Praça da Figueira. A big square that has an outdoor market called Mercado Da Baixa which has been in existence since 1855.

These are photos around Lisboa.

I fell in love with the tiles on the buildings and the sidewalks are also beautiful. Gorgeous! We met our friend Débora’s parents and they told us about an authentic tiles shop called Sant’anna. We of course took their recommendation and bought a tile or two to take home with us for a constant reminder of the beauty that is Lisbon.


The food!

We had great dining experiences. The highlight was Bairro Avillez’s Pateo restaurant. We sat at what I call the Chef’s Table. It was in front of the window where we could experience the activity in the kitchen. The chef’s working each station. The Head Chef calling out the orders as they came in and the communication between them. The food coming to the pass. The tasting to make sure it was good enough to serve. The plating! Wow! I was in heaven. We met Chef Adriano who was very gracious to take a moment from the busyness of the kitchen to take a photo with us! The food was amazing. I had the Sea Bass and the desserts he recommended were out of this world!

Other foodie highlights were Forno d’ Oro and Time Out Market.

Of course you can’t go to Lisboa and not try Pastel de Nata or pastéis de nata (plural) because you can’t have just one! We went to Manteigaria and Pastéis de Belem. My new favorite! I really need to learn how to make them. It is a custard tart. I can make creme brûlée so I think I could do that part but it is all about the crust! Buttery and flaky layers of thin dough. And coffee, my order was a Cortado) and pastéis…yes please!

And finally, Jeronimos Monastery, Sintra, Pena Palace and Cascais.

The colors. The history. The beauty.

Cabo da Roca is the most westernmost point in Europe mainland and we were there on a beautiful day with sunny blue skies.

Lisbon is colorful and just beautiful! If it isn’t on your travel bucket list, it  should be…and go with friends who love travel, culture and food as much as you do.

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So far so good. I have kept this up for 6 days!

Last night we met our friends Jeff and Sheena and their son, Caed for dinner. They were on their way home to Florida after Christmas vacation. Since they were going to be in Atlanta it would've been a shame if we couldn't see each other. We met in Atlantic Station at Rosa Mexicano. They do a great guacamole table side.  

It was so good to be with them and have a meal, to be able to catch up since our vacation to New York City in September. Caed has grown so much since then. He is so interactive! So fun! Love hIm!

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We are all busy with our families, work, schedules and sometimes are just tired, but it's important to make time for those people who mean so much.

Grateful for special friends!

 

Rest

Rest...

1. a bodily state characterized by minimal functional and metabolic activities

2a. freedom from activity or labor
  b.  a state of motionlessness or inactivity

3. a place for resting or lodging

4. peace of mind or spirit

A tough year for this family. A year ago March, Doug went in for back pain. A muscle spasm.  It wasn't a muscle spasm. News far worse. He was diagnosed with Stage 4 Esophageal cancer. He fought hard and in April he entered heaven. He lives with Jesus! He is no longer in pain and is a perfect soul.

Sitting with my brother and family for eleven straight days wondering if this was the day God was going to take him home was the most difficult time in my life...I dare say for all of us.

I came home after two weeks. Straight back to work. I thought it would keep my mind busy. No. There were issues at work with vendors and deadlines that I could hardly deal with. Bernie had been traveling. I was home alone because this year our precious Osa also went to heaven. The pressures were weighing so heavy on me that I felt suffocated. I couldn't give any more of myself and I couldn't take anything from one more person. If I didn't get away, I was ready to quit my job. I needed a rest...from everything. I wanted no responsibilities. I needed sunshine. I need the beach. Palm trees!

We went to my friend house near Destin, FL. It was an amazing six days of rest and relaxation. My mind free from the daily grind. Days where I sat in the park, looking out across the bay, starring up at the blue skies. Time to cry. Time to read. Time on a boat. Absolutely perfect.

Thank you Jon, Hillary and Marcus and of course Kayla.

We came home for one day and went to visit Scott, Anthony and Meagan. Good friends. Family. Scott's wife, Jennifer is deployed in Afghanistan for nine months. She is a helicopter pilot. I haven't been to their new house yet and it was great opportunity to spend time with them. Once again, nothing planned...just relaxing.

They have a in ground pool and my way of relaxing is to lay on a float and falling asleep on the water. I love the way the sun feels on my skin.

I really miss Osa and the companionship a dog gives...unconditional love. They have Chloe and she is an amazing dog. I can't wait to get another puppy :)

Rested. Still praying for peace & calm.

 

 

Osa, Our Best Friend

Writing does not come easy and writing about something so close to my heart does not make it any easier. I'm too emotional! I want to try to capture some of the memories that Osa brought to us. Maybe this takes place over multiple posts...after all this is my space for creativity.

No one tells you when you get a puppy that she will own your heart, that she will love you unconditionally, that you will love her back and losing her will be devastating.

Almost 16 years ago we got this little black ball of fur. She was the runt of her litter and I believe the smartest. The breeder told us that to avoid being picked on by her siblings she learned to climb to higher ground, the porch, before any of the others in her litter. The first time I saw her there was no doubt that we were meant to be together and that she was going to bring so much joy to our family.

She looked like a baby bear so we named her Osa, which is means bear (female) in Spanish. What is not to love? She had our hearts from the very start!

 

8 weeks old

8 weeks old

Today. Three weeks later. Awake, in an empty house thinking about how this girl's presence still fills this home.

 

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

So many memories of almost 16 years of our lives. We had routines. We have stories. We have an emptiness. We laugh and smile thinking of Osa stories.

Like the time she brought a dead baby squirrel in house, gently placed it on my couch. She looked at me as if to say, can you help? Not so funny at the time but can laugh now.

One time we took her to Florida. Camp Keystone. I took her down to the lake and we went out on the dock. My friends were out in a boat. Somehow she got too close to the edge and fell in. The look on her face was priceless. She was not expecting the depth of the water. and it took her by surprise. Heather rushes over and picks her up...all 60lbs! She was the best and sweetest dog ever!

Osa was always at the dishwasher whether you were loading it or unloading! Always a scrounge! 

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

 

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

She was my shadow. Always under foot! She wanted to make sure you knew she was there and that you weren't going to leave her behind. That's why in the end I needed to be with her. I didn't want her to be alone.  

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

 

photo credit: lauradake

photo credit: lauradake

We are grateful for the time we had with her. For her unconditional love. For the memories. She no longer suffers from pain. We miss her so much!

 

photo credit: Digital Memories by Debbie Koehler

photo credit: Digital Memories by Debbie Koehler