Storyline: Portugal by trains
Tue, Jan 10
Last night we dragged or carry-ons through the beautiful streets of Faro in the dark without noticing much but the Xmas lights decorating some streets in the center. Continue reading “Faro, Algarve”
In the air
A very short version of Alex’s flight interpretation. It’s over 10 days now and he has taken lots of videos, but most will be finalized at home.
The arrival
Storyline: Portugal by trains
Sunday Jan 15
It is a week today since we arrived in Portugal. Taking it slowly in the Algarve Continue reading “The arrival”
From the ferry
Storyline: Atlantic Canada, Take 2
10:46pm, June 27. It’s still half an hour before departure. I’ve found my reserved seat. There’s a reasonable distance between seats, but not 6’ (2m). Only about 25% of the passengers in here are masked. Continue reading “From the ferry”
How to feed a family of 4 with 1 chicken for a week – Part 2
For context of this post, you have to first read Part 1. As I mentioned in it, I used to live on ration food and make do with what we could find. One’s survival instincts guide them through such situations. Continue reading “How to feed a family of 4 with 1 chicken for a week – Part 2”
How to feed a family of 4 with 1 chicken for a week – Part 1
For clarity: the two have to be young children, not hungry teenagers. And only one of the daily meals is chicken, your meat protein. There are endless chicken recipes. Some suggestions that touch on how to use different parts of the chicken will follow in the next post. Continue reading “How to feed a family of 4 with 1 chicken for a week – Part 1”
Easy winter wins
I haven’t posted a recipe for a long time. And since it’s been cold winter at least where we are, I decided to toss in a few ideas that will warm your table. Continue reading “Easy winter wins”
Epilogue to a story of a paralyzed vocal cord
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
I hope this is the last post from the health compartment for a long time. We wrote about almost everything that happened the second half of 2021 with Alex’s health. Continue reading “Epilogue to a story of a paralyzed vocal cord”
Being absent
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
From the horse’s mouth
On Wed Oct 6 I was home for the first time in a month, having been discharged from my unplanned all-inclusive vacation in hospital. I’d been well-taken care of 24/7 by teams of nurses, Continue reading “Being absent”
I don’t want to go through this
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
From the horse’s mouth
Thu Sep 16
The MRI results are in. Like all the other tests I’d had, the results were negative. Sigh. “Now what?”, I thought. I wished I hadn’t asked. I’ll be given a spinal tap on Monday (the 20th). Continue reading “I don’t want to go through this”
I’m a conundrum
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
From the horse’s mouth
Sat Sept 11
The weekend ENT (ear, nose, throat) doctor came by on his rounds and gave me an update. Here’s what I texted Diana after his visit: Continue reading “I’m a conundrum”
Investigation begins
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
From the horse’s mouth
Tuesday September 7 was mostly a blur. I was given more saline, but I wasn’t much with it. At one point I was told that I’d be getting a CT scan. Radiology was just down the hall and I followed a PA (Patient Assistant) to the waiting room. Continue reading “Investigation begins”
I can’t sleep
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
From the horse’s mouth
I can’t sleep. It’s 12:45 am November 17, 2021 and I can’t sleep. I did sleep. For about an hour and a half. Then I woke up to go to the washroom and now I can’t sleep. Continue reading “I can’t sleep”
Thai green curry, thanks Renee!
Storyline: Thinking in Autumn Colours
I’ve been fed. So has Alex, just in a very different way. Continue reading “Thai green curry, thanks Renee!”
Catalonia, birthplace of Salvador Dali
Storyline: Filling the gaps
Alex and I have been to Catalonia a few times. As mentioned in the Barcelona post, my first rendezvous with Catalonia was in July 1994. Continue reading “Catalonia, birthplace of Salvador Dali”
