In Love.

with living on the ocean.

{don't get any other ideas...}

Long walks, good company, the best people watching.

waves, clouds, sun.

peace overflows...

Think About It.

Pictionary. In Spanish.

Funniest night of my life.

You don´t know what you´re drawing. And you don´t know what they´re guessing.

So... lots of nods. points. and gestures.

Again, please.

Weekend-to-Weekend.

La Rioja, Lisbon, Picos...

Between excursions, fiestas, weekend trips.... (and more fiesta...) it´s easy to live weekend-to-weekend here.

Due to lack of computer, here are some pics my friend Javi took from a drive through the mountains on Sunday...

(This photo does not justly capture the amount of wind taking place at this moment.)

(You stand here and feel on top of the world.)

(We saw Pumba on the street! / a resemblance of Pumba. My first real-life boar. In Spain...??!)

Portugal = Pastries.

It´s true.

How often do you get to eat nothing but cakes all day and not feel guilty???

When you´re in Portugal... and when you have to makeup for lack of celebrating your half-birthday... and when it´s Valentine´s Day...

That´s when.

(Lisbon´s famous Nata Cake treats I find myself eating every second of the day. Seriously - doesn´t.get.better.)

But, still.

It´s official : my computer has crashed.

I have to smile, because these things always happen while abroad, yes?

And Spain remains true to itself... My tears at the Mac store were met with a ¨no pasa nada¨ from the employees.

So here I am (post-immediate-shock), thinking of what I am happy about today.

One-sided texts, updates from friends, perfect euro change, Milka chocolate, real mail, sermon podcasts, a new gym friend, endless opportunity for travel... Portgual Thurs-Tues!

:)

It is His.

This is what I wake to, drive to, fall asleep to.

So much to behold and capture. Beauty feels fake sometimes, right?