The Castelo dos Mouros in Sintra – Or how I overcame acrophobia in Portugal
The Castelo dos Mouros in Sintra – Or how I overcame acrophobia in Portugal
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  Standing on the outer fortifications of the Castelo dos Mouros, Kerstin is holding out her hand to me. Come closer! Take my hand; you really can’t fall from here. I keep looking down at the valley of Sintra, while … Read More

The Convento do Carmo in Lisbon, Portugal
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Lisbon. 9 am. The air is crisp and clear. We walk down the Rua da Oliveira ao Carmo, and there it is: the ruins of the Convento do Carmo.   With naked arches and piers pointing loose to the sky, … Read More

The Linha do Douro… or where it all began
The Linha do Douro… or where it all began
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  Young, wild and free: life was full of promises… At 18, Kerstin and I flew to Portugal. It was our first journey together. And the summer was long…   We were hosted by her family’s friends. They lived in … Read More