Olá, Galiya apa! Beijinhos da Portugal!
Greetings to you too, auntie Emjay, and thanks for congratulations!
This time IŽll show you pictures of our walking trip along the shore from Cascais to Săo Pedro do Estoril.
It was a rather brisk day - the sky was overcasted by heavy clouds and the wind was blowing hard.
It is a very popular walk along the beach in wintertime.
People come here with their dogs, or to feed the seagulls, or to just enjoy the nice landscape and the fresh sea air.
In summertime the beaches are full of sunbathers and surfers.
We didnŽt see many other people, though.
Maybe it was the weather keeping them home. It was nice to get the whole beach for ourselves!
The wind was getting harder and made the waves grow bigger and bigger.
Henna didnŽt let us walk anymore, being afraid the wind could blow us away, especially after listening to the midday news, which were telling about five missing fishermen in a nearby town.
So we had to travel in her pockets.
Inside the pockets, we were having a vivid discussion about what each of us would do, if we ever happened to get lost.
Zoe was mentioning something about lichen only growing on a certain side of treetrunks, but she wasnŽt sure if it was North or South or maybe East.
Mr Shaun remembered that also ants always build their nests on some certain side of the trees, but he wasnŽt sure either which side it was..
Mr Casanova said he would be certain soon to be surrounded by local girls from whom he could ask for directions and Racko said he would call his mom and ask.
I just read a scientific research about the orientation skills of mice, humm humm..
It said "Mouse has good orientation skills. It can easily find way and return back to its territory from a distance of 2 miles."
So IŽll always be safe as long as I donŽt get lost farer away than two miles (3,2187 km) from home.
"Gaivotas em terra, tempestade no mar" (The seagulls on land, a storm at sea) says a Portuguese proverb (according to Henna).
We saw lots and lots of seagulls, and they were all on the land, sitting on stones, waiting the wind to die away.
"Sissies", said Zoe", who is always fast to critizise other birds.
Even Henna had difficulties to walk against the wind, and every now and then the wind blew sand into her eyes.
On those occasions I heard her uttering some words I didnŽt recognize, but the others adviced me not to repeat them here.
A exceptionally high wave was shattered against the rocks nearby, and I got a big load of cold water into my right ear! I suggested we could maybe soon head towards home and come back when the weather is a bit more peacefull.
The others agreed, phew!
My ears are very sensitive!
Hello, beautiful beach! WeŽll come back when the sun is shining!
Back to home, I was having a little snack.
See you soon again!
Hug from Batyr!