Looking back, three particular trips stand out to me from my time in Lisbon. For each one the idea of going excited me, while I was there I'd find myself thinking how awesome it was, and on my way home I would already relish the freshly-made memories. A combo that potent attached to a certain ex 2 Comments |
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Once Steve and I decided to spend a month in Lisbon, it didn't take long for us to settle in. Individually we developed our own little habits like we had as roommates back home. But we also made more than sure to join-up for our share of adventure every week. Basically, the plan was to ho 4 Comments |
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To use the bathroom in a Parisian McDonald's, you need a special security code. I guess I can let that slide since Steve and I mooched off their wireless signal for a couple hours that Saturday night. We did do some more research on hostels in the area. Odds were though 2 Comments |
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We did have some non-farm related fun too. On Sunday the clouds actually parted, sunshine showed-up, and Kjartan came into the barn and told us to stop working and go make the most of it. He actually let us take the car! So we flew into the house, ditched our sheep clothes, grabbed some yummy 7 Comments |
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