Portugal’s greatest art is on display in cafés, restaurants and esplanades where friends gather at the end of the day to enjoy each other’s company. It is the art of friendship.
Life is like a train trip. We eagerly anticipate getting to the next station but, once we’re there, we can’t wait to move on.
Much of life is a blur, like the views from a moving train. We remember the arrivals and departures of those we love. And we remember some of the train stops, when the pace of life slows down.
For us, many of these leisure moments are spent on a Portuguese beach. We recall the beauty of the seaside, the wonderful weather, the delicious food and, most of all, those who shared these happy moments with us.
A thin line separates the year that was from the year that will be. In Portugal, we prepare for the magical moment when time crosses this line with 12 raisins in our hand. With each of the 12 clock strokes, we eat a raisin and make a silent wish.
This year we’ll save a raisin for you, dear reader, to wish that you’ll come experience the radiant beauty of Portugal.
Happy New Year!