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Well! After a short flight, we arrived in another Portuguese city called Porto. This place is similar to Lisbon in many ways, but a lot smaller, and a little colder.
Read MoreI have never sunbathed before. It seems you just take off all your clothes and sit around waiting for your skin to turn brown. I think that most of the people around me were doing it wrong, as they were nearly all a bright pink colour. Perhaps they were like me, and new to sunbathing.
Read MoreI must be honest. I did not like any of it. There were no pictures of famous places or people, no statues of Queens and Kings, and not even an ice cream shop! All I saw were pictures of legs, some more legs, a few legs, and legs. I do not understand these pictures at
Read MoreBelem was beautiful. There were many statues, museums and memorials in this area. They seem to have knocked down all the ice cream shops to build them. I only saw one place that sold crepes, toast and other nice things, but Sopi would not let me have any. It was not a complete disappointment. The
Read MoreI have travelled to a lovely country called Portugal with my Georgian friend, Sopi. So far, we have only been here for one day, but already we have had some adventures: I have flown for many kilometres from Georgia to Turkey, where we waited for a long time to catch another plane to Portugal. Once
Read MorePhew! This last trip has been such a long one! I have been travelling in a very different country to those that I have visited before.
Read MoreI jumped, and turned around to see a small Gnome standing on the stone. He was dressed in blue robes that went down to the floor and wore a long blue hat that reached halfway down his back. There was a small fish-bone on the end of it that waved around as he moved. Even his beard was slightly blue. It reminded me of the little waves on the lake's surface.
My head was spinning and I felt a little unwell as I opened my eyes, blinked a couple of times and looked up at an old, lined face and into a pair of pale, grey and smiling eyes. I never actually learned the old lady’s name, but she gently whispered to me to lie still whilst she checked me all over to see if I was hurt in any way.
She opened the door of a high cupboard, pulled out a large bottle of a foul-looking blue liquid and poured some of it into the hot water. It began to bubble and thicken and give off a terrible smell. She then brought the pan carefully towards me and placed it on the floor before my chair. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I knew that I was in a lot of trouble.