strenght

She was always strong and always afraid. Strong enough to hide all the scary thoughts and mostly afraid to disapoint.

time traveling

Time went by and she didn't realize.
The travelling dream come true and she didn't realize.

1977/2001 - many cities in Portugal
1992 - From Lisbon to Sevilla by car
1993 - From Lisbon to Florence by bus (Venezia-Pisa)
1996 - Madeira (1st flight)
2000 - Recife, Brasil (Porto Galinhas-Olinda)
Interrail: Lisbon-Paris-Amsterdam-Aachen-Copenhagen-Stockholm-Oslo-Bergen
Bergen-Lisbon-Santiago de Compostela
2001 - Lisbon-Rome (moving)
2001/2003 - many cities in Italy
2002 - Barcelona, Alicante, Catania, Götingen
2003 - Rome-Düsseldorf-Dortmund (moving)
2003/2010 - many cities in Germany and Madrid, Strasbourg, Brugges, Juist Island, Amsterdam, Gröningen, Faro, Terneuzen. . .
2004 - Paris, Glasgow, Cardiff
2006 - Krakow
2007 - Caserta, Napoli
2010 - LA - San Francisco

And always back and forward to Lisbon and Rome...

Names are Irrelevant

These stories are about a big family but the names are irrelevant. They are about a sweet little girl who became a complicated big girl. Then, there was the mother, the father, the brother, the grandparents, the aunts, the uncles and the cousins. And last but not the least...the pets.
First there was the german shepherd who loved to chew her shoes and socks. Then the occasional baby cats saved from the street, but only allowed to stay home until a new owner was found. Finally, the stray dog and the two ducks, who lived happy together biting each other, until one day the ducks "officially" runway and the dog had to live with the occasional cats or as he preferred, alone feeling like the king of the house...ok maybe just the king of the girl's room and the terrace of the house. Yes! There was also a terrace but that's a story for another day...

Once upon a time...

...there was a little girl who tought she could fly just because her dreams were so real...and in in her dreams she could fly. She was sure that everyone lived different lives and asked her mother - Was I ever a dog? Was I ever a gipsy? Was I ever...? She almost ends up being a gipsy, but that was much later and no one could have known. Did she dream about her future? No one will ever know. Did she dream about all that I am going to tell you? No one will ever know...and if you know it please feel free to tell us about it.

why not?

everyone keep saying: "you should write a book!" but I have no writting skills so here it goes... but in "sofabased" format instead of a book! Enjoy it =)