When I left Portugal a couple of months ago, I didn’t know when I would be coming back. As it turns out, I ended up in Porto spending yet another Catholic holiday with the family.
Easter Sunday was one of those beautiful spring days, which make you want to be outside all the time. This was the reason why, shortly after lunch, three of us went for coffee by the sea.
The sun was shining in such a way that we decided to go for a walk by the beach. But we realised soon enough that the wind was blowing too strongly. Be that as it may, we still managed to take in the pale yet defined colours of the landscape – with the Atlantic as mighty as ever in the background.
At the end of the day, just before I stepped inside the house, I looked towards where the sun had just set and the red colours made me think that the next day would be another sunny one. And it was. It was also the day I found out where I will be going next.
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