Saturday, December 30, 2006

After Christmas Lunch With Friends

After flying back to mainland on yesterday night, we spent some time with my mom and then drove to Cascais to meet with Joana and Paulo who we hadn’t yet seen. Well, we only arrived here a few days ago and have been going everywhere. I still hadn't seen the amazing reconstruction work that Joana leaded for months. We had time to spend the night with them and therefore wake up at the house where the Friends After-Christmas lunch was supposed to be. We woke up late, very late.
It was great to be able to get together with my dear friends who have been through so much of my life and who now I see so little. It was a very good day with long hours talking about alls and nothings.

Joana, the hostess. The great creative mind, amazing cook :o)

The host Paulo & Rodrigo baby

Beautiful Su

The amazing duo: Rita & Ricardo

The sweet new family of three: Rita & Tato

One of them is Santa ... Paulo clearly loves kids. Here with Rodrigo, Rita and Tato's baby.

After the Ritas and families left, the five of us stayed longer, talking about life and stuff. It was another good and cozy moment by the fireplace (Paulo, Jo, André, Su & Rita)

Monday, December 25, 2006

Christmas in the Azores

Today at 6AM we took a cab to the Aeroporto da Portela, to board the flight at 8AM to the Azores (one of the islands of the Central Group: Terceira, where there is an American Air Force Base). As soon as we got there, we were driven by Andre's mom to a big Christmas lunch ... here are some photos of us going around the island. It is amazing to see the difference from the summer months in the Azores to the winter months.

A little after 8AM, we are flying away from mainland Portugal, and here we see the Serra de Sintra with Guincho Beach and in the background the Tagus estuary.

This country is beautiful

With GMT -1.00, we arrive to a very sunny morning in the Terceira island of the Azorean Archipelago.

Here there is an old quarry that has become an amazing place for birdwatching.

This is the Bay of Praia da Vitória

These are the current beaches at Praia da Vitória. Imagine that some decades ago there were extensive dunes that went way inland. I guess this is one of the normal consequences of building coastal hard defenses … and the evergrowing landuse change that results from development.

These squares are called “serrados” and are pasture lands. In the background is the Serra do Cume.

This is the Ilhéu das Cabras, the remains of a volcano. The name means the little island of goats, because in the old days people would take goats there to eat the grass. In the foreground there are two exotic plant species

One of the problems we noticed throughout the island is the existence of houses that have been expanded or reconstructed without following the traditional characteristics of the Terceira houses … it is a shame to find examples like this throughout the island.

On our way to Salgueiros, the landscape of the island:

Closer to Salgueiros, we see another horror, how can that house be there? Who could approve such a project? It is obvious the visual impacts on the landscape.


The profile of a European robin (Erithacus rubecula)

Os Salgueiros is a place with once-natural pools, very used by Azoreans in the summer

These are not really natural

We proceeded from there to Praia da Vitória. The Terceira island has 2 greater cities: Angra do Heroísmo and Praia da Vitória. There are great moments in history in both cities.

This church was built in 1456, and rebuilt in 1517 and 1810, after several earthquakes. The triangles in the front mark years of important repairs due to sismic activity.

Inside was dark, and this was the only photo I was able to take.

The next morning, the day was very poetic. This is the view from André’s mom house… with much more ocean to the left and right.

This is the farmost-left view of André’s mom house, and in the distance is the Monte Brasil, in Angra do Heroísmo.

We decided to drive around the island to see the north side. This is at Biscoitos, another area of natural pools, very beautiful place. In the top of that hill is a Whale Watching Point, where André spent countless hours and days searching for cetaceans.



Manela & André

Going east from the Biscoitos



It was very very windy…

… and the waves were amzing.


Sunday, December 24, 2006

Christmas Eve

We arrived to Portugal yesterday. After driving from Syracuse to Morristown, at Anamaria's beautiful house, we took a cab to Newark Airport. I was able to sleep throughout most of the flight. I made a firm decision of not using the iPod, because everytime I start listening to a playlist I know that I can go on forever, and keep myself awake while noticing all the details of every song. So, no iPod for me, just MONKEYLUV, the book by Robert Sapolsky. I started to read the book a few days ago and have to say, the guy is a genius scientist and writer. The book is about several things and is divided into sections with several essays each. The first section is about nature vs nurture, or better even nature and nurture since Sapolsky makes a strong case that both go hand in hand. In his perspective, genes shape who we are, and the expressions of some genes are triggered by particular environmental conditions, therefore, genes and environment interact.
After landing in Portugal on the morning of 23rd, we had very little time to settle in and before we noticed it was Xmas eve ... here are some photos of a very fun night! Since the dinner started late, as is the tradition of a christmas dinner, hours went by sipping good wine and tasting some cheeze and other portuguese delicacies for apetizers ... after dinner everyone was already sort of drunk, except Rafael, Andre's little brother.

Clara, Lurdes, Filipa, Rafael, Andre' & Carlos

Carlos, Clara, Lurdes, Filipa, Rafael, Andre' & Rita

Clara & Lurdes

Rafael & Andre'

Rafael, Carlos & Andre'

Carlos e Clara

Clara, Carlos, Lurdes & Rita

Filipa, Clara, Lurdes & Rita

Come on guys ... get ready for photo!

That's it! Nice boys ...

Andre' & Rita

Lurdes & Rita

Clara ...

The moment of the iPod Nano:

Now what?