Our Trip to Portugal 1992
My parents got to now my wife and they liked her from the beginning. Tara had to get used to a lot of things. She had to get used to traditional Portuguese food. A lot of things were cooked in only one pot and she was not used to that. Tara always had good manners and she always made an effort to try everything. The only thing she would not try were the fish, something she never ate before. It's too bad because we lived close to the ocean, twenty km to be exact. Sometimes we were able to buy fish caught on the same day on the Atlantic Ocean.
We also met the rest of the family. We went to visit grandpa Manuel Santos, but they were watching a game at my uncle Joao na Charrosa. They loved soccer so we had a hard time getting their attention. It was not easy for Tara because she could not understand everything that was going on because the language barrier. Fortunately some family members could speak French or English. We also visited a Tia Marquitas in Camarneira and Tio Passarada. I asked them to relate all the stories of their lives and about my grandmother who died when she was in her early forties. I wrote everything down.
We also attended the wedding of Rui Cruz and Isabel Pessoa in Tocha. My grandfather gave a speech and it got to be too long and people stopped listening. He kept talking with a lot of enthusiasm not realizing that people were done listening. I met there my godfather Fernando Francisco and his wife. There were 5 main dishes. It was hard to eat so much food. Everything was excellent. People were even untying their belts. As soon as people finished eating, they left; there was almost nobody to watch the orchestra. We also decided to leave since the party seemed to be over.
We visited a lot of places. We also did some camping in Mira. We stayed at the Parco Municipal de Mira behind the beach sand dunes. We used the motorcycle of my dad to travel, it was small less than 100 ccs, but it worked.
I think this was the year that we were there when the Serredade fiesta was held. There was fireworks, all sorts of games, races, shooting games. There was also a game that made Tara sick, they buried a chicken letting only the head stick out from the ground. They blindfold and they turn around the person and dazed and disoriented they have to hit the chicken on the head. The funny part is some people were really far away from their target and some of them were hitting the hard ground with all their might with their stick hurting themselves more than the chicken. The poor chicken finally got hit after having a few close calls that had left her previously stunned. In the evening there was traditional and rock groups playing.
One time they also had a game like Pinata near the old chapel in Serredade. When the Pinata broke down everything that was inside went flying away. There was a gold chain as the big price and the organizers could not find it. Everybody was searching for it. If I remember correctly, they found it, but it took a while because the chain had fallen in the grass.
There was also a man that was sick and they brought him to the house of Licinio. He was afraid that the old man was going to die in his own home. He wanted him to go die somewhere else. Superstitious, I suppose.
There was also a procession going on when they parade the saint of the village Sta Teresinha. Locals open their windows and they spill flowers and palm leaves through the village street.
We also went on a bus tour organized by the Sacrestao. I think his name was Manuel unfortunately he passed away a few years later and his wife's name was Dulce. They were a funny couple, often making inapropriate dirty jokes to keep things lively. My sister Lidia, uncle Julio, Tia Celene and Manuel Costa were also part of the trip. We went to Figueira da Foz, Sao Pedro de Moel, Alcobaca, Nazare, Fatima. In Nazare we had incredible views of the town. We stood on a rock that was standing in the void in the upper part of town. We also saw many of those ladies in black. It was a great town to visit.
In Fatima, we visited the sanctuary I had mixed feelings about the validity of the whole story. Is this from God? Apparently three shepperds in six consecutive months in 1917, beginning on May 13th saw the Virgin Mary appear to them. The three children were Lúcia Santos and her cousins Jacinta and Francisco Marto. The Bible is clear, you should have only one God, you should worship only Jesus or God if you like. Unfortunately many Portuguese have made the Nossa Senhora de Fatima their Godess.
A lot of the people in our bus had nowhere to sleep some even slept under the bus. We were living in luxury we had a tent and sleeping bags. My uncle Julio may have been impressed with our lodging arrangements because little after he bought himself a tent.
We left the group and we went to Lisbon to get the plane back to England and back to Canada. We had bought our tickets at a bucket shop in London. They, the travel agency, were supposed to deliver us the tickets to the Lisbon Airport they were late we were nervous, we were relieved when they gave us our tickets. Overall this was a great trip and great adventure through Europe.
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The beautiful Chapel of Serredade
The wedding feast continues at my uncle Mario Pessoa
Jimmy Costa having a quiet time in Serredade
Dirt road leading to the house of the Lapoas
A little girl riding her mini bike in the village
Mum and Tara getting some sun and shade under the plum tree
The daughter of my cousin Celia Santos
Alexandre Pessoa and another boy in Serredade
Drinking the fresh spring water from Luso
My lovely family in a black and white picture Praia de Mira
Packing our stuff at the Campo Municipal da Praia de Mira near the sand dunes
Our mean of transport my dad's little motorcycle
Praia de Mira fishing nets attract a lot of people
You can buy fresh fish right on the beach
Monastery of Batalha, Mosteiro da Batalha started in 1385
In 1992, you could still see the people using the old methods...a donkey
Tara in Cruz Alta with the panoramic view around her
The Bussaco Palace in all its splendor
Pilgrims in Fatima camping or sleeping a la belle etoile
Tara visiting the outdoor market in the Figueira da Foz
Pique-nique, myself, Tara, Lidia, Manuela Costa and my uncle Julip and my aunt Celia Candido
Eating in the forest in the summer is a tradition in Portugal
Posing in front of the park Edouard VII in Lisbon
Friends and Family, Jean Pessoa, Rui Cruz, Vitalino Espada, Manuel Manco, Mario Pessoa, Manel e Tia Fernanda
Friends in front of the house of tio Mario
Religion procession in the village in honor of Sta-Teresinha
Sta-Teresinha being carried. I would rather worship Jesus...
Houses in Serredade, a casa da Tia Irene
Tara in front of my parents' house during the celebration
The procession turning the corner
Small street in front of our property
Lidia and Tara in the Monastery of Alcobaca
The girls in front of the Monastery of Alcobaca
Grilling during our bus tour organized by o Sacrestao and his wife a Dulce
Tara and I Iwith my uncle, my aunt and Manuela Costa
The dramatic cliffs of Sao Pedro de Moel, with the Penedo da Saude lighthouse in the background
Cliffs and sea meet in Sao Pedro de Moel
Myself in front of the lighthouse
Street in Sao Pedro de Moel
Standing on a rock in Nazare
Panaromic view of the beach in Nazare
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