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05
Oct 18
0

Porto – The Place and the Drink

Well! After a short flight on a very small and noisy plane, 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.

The first thing we did (after dropping off our luggage at the hotel), was go to the beach. I have decided that I like sitting on the sand and drawing pictures with a stick! What do you think of my efforts? After a while Sopi suggested that we all have an ice cream. FINALLY, I have been here five days without a single scoop! Because of this, Sopi said that I could have two flavours, so I was happy again.

Off to Porto

We took a fun little plane to Porto.

Ready to LEave

Arrived in Porto

It was such a quick trip! Only 30 minutes!!

Beach Time!

Cold Water

The Atlantic is even colder here than in Lisbon

Sopi - Portugal

Sopi took me on a trip from Georgia to Portugal. We saw some lovely towns, learned how to make Port wine and ate (very hot) Chicken Piri-Piri. Portugal was very nice, and Sopi was a wonderful companion.

Sunbathing Again!

Writing in the Sand

ICE CREAM

So many flavours to choose from!!!

ICE CREAM

Decisions, Decisions...

ICE CREAM

Sopi let me have two flavours!

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Later, we went to the river at the port entrance. Oh! I have just realised why it is called Porto!

I got such a surprise. We were taken on a lovely ride on a boat and saw many beautiful buildings on the land. I have decided that I quite enjoy boat rides!

Down by the River

Watching the Boats Come In

Fun-Looking Boat

Messing About on the Water

Sitting With Sopi

Cruise Control

Views from the Water

Safety First!

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The next day, we took a bus to a special place where they make something called Port. I did not know that wine was made from grapes (it seems a bit of a waste of good fruit, to be honest), and I did not know that Port is a special, ‘fortified’ wine (I think that just means ‘made stronger’).

The tour was very interesting. It takes a lot of work to make wine, and then even more work to make it into Port. I do not really like the taste of alcohol (I tried a little bit of beer in Oregon), but this was very sweet, smooth and nice. I enjoyed it very much. I do not know why, but I kept telling Sopi that she was my best friend. Which was confusing, because there were two of her…

That evening, we celebrated the day with some new local food called Chicken Piri-Piri. I have never tasted anything so spicy before! It burned my mouth very much. The girls loved it, but it was just too much for my little mouth! Maybe next time they can make me one with just ONE Piri in it. I think it was the second Piri that made it too hot for me.

The Port Wine Route

We Have Arrived!

BIG Bottle

This was carved from the actual tree!

Portugal Wine Country

Grape (and Bear) Basket

Collecting Grapes

I promise - I didn't eat a single one!

Grape Picking

I DID eat some of THESE though...

Time to Choose!

Time to Drink

I got my very own glass of Port. It was sweet and lovely - HIC!

Piri-Piri Pain!

This is SO nice, but the sauce is SO Hot!

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We took one last look around the town before going back to the hotel. We fly home to Tbilisi tomorrow. I will miss Portugal a LOT. The food was amazing, and I fell in love with Port! It will be good to see David and the cats again, but I could happily live in this part of the world.

Jumble Phone Home!

Giving David a quick call!

Porto

Fountain

Portugal

Lisbon? Porto? I am so confused - This is SOMEWHERE in Portugal

More Pretty Tiles

Picture Tiles

Beautiful Ceiling

'LEAF' Me Alone!

'Water' Nice View!

Aaaand - RELAX!

Jumble

I am a little lost bear. I have lost my owner, my friends, my home and my memory. I do have some cloudy memories of a little girl but I cannot see her face when I close my eyes. I cannot remember anything else about my life apart from that.
I think my name is Jumble. That was the name given to me by the old lady who found me.
I am trying to find my way back home using the postal service as a way to travel around the world.

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03
Apr 18
1

Oslo – Norway

Category:Norway Tags : ice cream norway oslo statues

Just as Hungary was starting to warm up, Rebeca and I travelled to Norway and, once again, I find myself walking around in the deep snow. It doesn't matter how many times I remind her, she sometimes forgets that even a couple of centimetres of snow is up to my knees...

However, I must be honest. Oslo seems very nice indeed. We went to a lovely place called Frogner Park with Rebeca’s father and saw so many different statues that I lost count. I will have to tell you all about them in a different article.

My favourite part was meeting the man who manages an ice cream shop in the Grünerløkka district. I advised him that Rebeca and her mother had not given me a single ice cream since I had arrived in Hungary, and he agreed that it was very poor for a little bear like me to go without for so long. He took me into his shop and gave me two tubs of the most amazing homemade ice cream I have ever tasted in my short life.

The Manager is my new best friend!

The people in Oslo are very friendly and I saw many of them in the park, admiring the statues and playing with their children. However, Norway does seem to get very dark, very quickly. Rebeca’s father explained that it was because we were further North, but I am confused – North is at the top, and I thought that the higher we went, the closer to the sun we would be!

Rebeca and I are only here for three or four days, but I hope we manage to see some more fun things before we leave. She also said that she and her mother have been discussing some places I should visit to try to find my owner, and they have been organising some trips for me over the next few months. I cannot wait to see where I will be going.