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Writing under a Montreal sky

I found my precious tiny sleeping bag by searching in three messy closets. I found my precious hospitalera scarf by poking around in my poetry notes ( what was it doing there?) My task for today is to book a train ticket from Lisbon to Porto and to figure out how to get from the Lisbon airport to my first night’s loging. It seems that Portuguese sites don’t like Canadian postal codes.

Important items!

So, it’s really happening. The last couple of weeks have been so charged, so full of errands, of important things that really had to be done like filing my taxes, a dental procedure, other medical appointments, researching and buying travel insurance, oh, I know how boring it all sounds but it would be a hell of a lot more boring if I didn’t do these things. To top it off the condo association scheduled the yearly meeting for the evening before I leave!

More important, and more heartwarming has been the many visits and invitations of my friends, my brother, my grandkids. Now if I could just figure out which of the three Portuguese routes would be best.

I still haven’t got the train ticket…. but I will get it!

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3 responses to “Eight days, but who’s counting?”

  1. Nat Toppin Avatar
    Nat Toppin

    Excited for you. 🤗🤗

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  2. Masha Avatar
    Masha

    You will get it all done and be on your way to the next big adventure! Looking forward to the daily blogs!

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  3. cherirae Avatar
    cherirae

    Isobel you will be in my thoughts and in my heart as I follow your footsteps. Buen Camino Peregrina.
    🥾🥾🎒
    Well, you started all this craziness, honey! Xxx

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