I don't know exactly why, but today I decided to start my own travel blog. Maybe it’s because my everyday more recurrent memory lapses made me think that I should put all my travels in written, somewhere, or maybe it’s just because I’m bored. Anyway, here goes nothing!! By the way… I’m not really sure I want to make this in English… well, we'll go along and see, so… sorry all you non-Portuguese speakers out there for all the Portuguese entries in the future. If you feel like asking for some translation… don’t be shy. _Dune [View Full Entry]

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My travels started at the early age of 3, when I accompanied my family to London. I stayed there for about a month I guess, the time it took for my sister to have her operation, to recover and be sent back home. From this first visit to foreign lands I remember the horrible sound of the plane, the tube, going to MacDonald’s, the taste of the hospital’s boiled potatoes and not much more. I was only 3, what did you expect?! [View Full Entry]

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