So I’m back in Portugal. Way down in the south, to be exact. The town of Faro is kind of sleepy, but since this is my fourth country visited in the last five days, I could use some rest.
Memories of Skye
"The countryside is charming and some places even have coffee."
Getting lost in Yazd
"Navigating on random while surrounded by staring old men, pointing their crooked fingers at the Godzilla Viking in surprise. It feels like I’m walking around in Mos Eisley."
The urban maze of Tangier
"There are exciting things waiting around every corner and my bucket list is long, but the Medina has a mindset of its own regarding time and space."
Eating my way through Basque country
"Not too bad to wash it all down with a local Txakoli, the young white wine typical of the Basque country."
Historic locations in Gothenburg
"Hundreds of houses were quickly build, but unfortunately all of it was burned to the ground in 1611 by Danish forces."
I still love you, New York
"Now I’m back and our roles are somewhat reversed. Like River Song and the Doctor, we meet again under different circumstances."