micetrail
Travel adventures & observations – local and global
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First stop on my year’s long journey: Carmel Valley. A rustic cabin along the Carmel River (stream) and very quiet. It was quite a winding road of 22 miles and 45 minutes from Carmel where I just had to stop for a wine tasting. It made the road trip a little more exciting. It’s extremely…
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I just can’t stay away from this place. I’d have to say that Lisbon is now my second home and I’m Lovin’ it. My new home away from home is in the Bairro Alto area of Lisbon. Night life, fado and restaurants abound. I just had a beautiful salmon and risotto lunch with the ubiquitous…
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OK, so they say to be sure to bring your Yellow Fever Certificate or you will not be permitted to enter the DRC (Democratic Republic of Congo…formerly Zaire). The first step in crossing the border is to toss your Yellow Card into a booth at the entrance to customs where evidently they will be checked…
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I’ve been here in Lisbon for over 2 months and am getting the hang of things…or really just hanging out. My initial fascination with this city happened when I was 19 (a very good year) and traveling Europe with my then boyfriend in our VW camper (not diesel 🙃). I remembered the beautiful rendered mosaic…
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Well it happened. Now, I understand how you could possibly drop your phone in the toilet if you’re standing, facing it. But really, how could it happen when you’re a girly-girl and facing the other way. I will tell you. Putting your phone in a back pocket is not a good idea, especially if it’s…
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Airports are a microcosm of the world it seems. Frustrated travelers abound – sleepers on the floor, tired heads on folded arms, exhausted father wondering if their kid wants them to stick all the purchased food items up his culo. Kids pouting, crying, people waiting, waiting, waiting. The ubiquitous luxury shops, Starbucks, electronic shops, luggage…
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Well I have to say, Portugal is as inviting as I remember. I’m finding it a very easy place to be and haven’t had to listen to the daily harangue of “who shall not be named” in the press. I came here to see if this is a place to survive for the next four…