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Having had a wonderful time in Brecon just before Easter, I have now just come back from Portugal. It was the first visit since having to pull out of the purchase of a property there and several other very stressful events so that might explain why despite many wonders - the flowers, the sun, my son, my Dad, Mooji, Monte Sahaja, the food, the company, our accommodation, storks - I felt deeply disturbed whilst there. Apart from a lovely first day revisit of Silves it did not really feel like a holiday instead it just felt distressing. So not what one wants from a trip abroad at all. It is a long time since I have holiday shakes and ones that have lasted so long. Luckily when I returned a month later, I was fine, clearly I am just no good at holidaying with others - or something like that, but I had a lovely time really getting to know Silves and debating if I could live there and then just having a real holiday lying on the beach in Tavira, a typical Portuguese town having both a river and seaside, yet one with several Indian restaurants too.
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| Glam Youth Hostel in Tavira. |
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| Storks in Silves |
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Waiting in Garvao
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