After visiting the Barcelos market last weekend, Ann and I decided to check out the Braga market this weekend. Our first effort, to check out the permanent market on Friday (hey, we don’t like crowds), was a bust. It’s mostly a flower market. So we returned the next day and violá, the market was in full swing.

Despite the disappointing news from the Cap. Jackson from earlier in the week, last weekend Ann and I decided we weren’t going to let the news stop us from continuing our explorations. So Saturday we fueled up the Renault (still with a quarter tank left after a whole month’s worth of driving) and decided to finish our drives through the north - this time heading towards the coast and then up north.

Ok, while it wasn’t in the main-stream FAKE media, the Cap Jackson made the news!

My apologies in advance for stealing from J.R.R. Tolkien and the fact that no dragons were involved (then again, maybe there were . . .), but it wouldn’t be much of an adventure story if shit didn’t go south every once in a while. Join us to find out what I’m talking about.

The past couple of days Ann has been tracking where our household goods are. Come on over to check out where the Captain Jackson is!

Lately I’ve been a bit . . . dismayed . . . with Americans. Not just about politics, but about people and the qualities they choose to display whether on-line or in public. It’s caused me to think a lot and to weigh if their actions (evidence about how things “really” are) call into question my beliefs. So check out this week’s musings and see whether I’m right or wrong.

Well, Lidiane was right! Come to the blog site to find out why I say that.

Ann and I finally said enough is enough and we need to start doing what we moved to Portugal to do. But given that we haven’t really done much (read: any) planning, and the fact that it was supposed to be somewhere between 36-38 C (97-100 F), we decided a road trip was in order. A day trip to hike around some area would have to wait another day. So join us on our cruise around northern Portugal.

Just because we haven’t gone out photographing yet here in Portugal doesn’t mean we don’t have anything to blog about. Join us in this week’s somewhat lengthy musings about ships, horns, food and more food as we transition from totally lost Americans to a more normal life as Portugal residents.

One of the advantages we have living on the higher side of a hill, is that if there is a breeze at all, we can open up our glass walls on opposite ends of the building and we get a nice flow of air through the house. The breeze doesn’t flow all the time, but when it does, it’s refreshing. However, with the breeze comes doors that slam, so we had to find a solution.

It’s official - Ann and I are now residents of Portugal!

We’ve been here nearly a month now and we figured we should take a bit of time to let you know how it’s going. This week, probably thanks to all the effort we’ve put into the first three weeks, was incredibly productive. So join us to find out what, exactly we did this week, and enjoy some of the images we pulled our phones out for as we ran around town.

You knew it had to happen sooner rather than later. Face it, one can only live with a rental car for so long before you decide you really need to get your own vehicle. Join us to find out what we wound up with.

This one won’t take very long, but at least one of the things I was concerned about, being the Oregonian I am (I am unapologetically a beer and coffee snob), has finally been resolved here in Braga. What could it possibly be?

Well, another week of living in Portugal has passed and they haven’t kicked us out yet. Join us on another of my not-so-random musings about our transition. This time I comment on wine, weather and bathroom light switches, among other things. So take a few minutes to kick back and read about how the adventure is going for us.