Me, You and My Trips

Hello hello everybody, today i will write about my trips, the trips that I made, which weren't so many as you might expect, but were very important for me. 

My first trip was when I was in my 9th grade and I went to Latvia, because my school was kind of “associated" to  Comenius Project. So in the beginning, 10 Latvian’s student arrives to Portugal and stays in Portuguese’s houses. Both my mom and dad agreed to accept and receive a Latvian girl, so the journey begins. When they left Portugal, my English teachers choose 10 students to go to Latvia, and I was one of the 10… and here I go on my way to Latvia. I was so excited, but my mom was scared, because she didn’t know where I was staying and if my hosting family would be friendly to me (that kind of “mom concerns” :D) 

Now, imagine that I’m already in Latvia. We can compare Latvia to a lovely housewife, like those who work peacefully in their fields and have, like, 5 kids. So like our beautiful housewife that is peaceful, quiet, kind and gentile. Latvia it’s a calm country with their own rules and their own history. They are extremely polite and friendly, even being poor they live with little things and very simple, but they don’t care. Although our housewife is very simple, she has her conquers and her battles. And so has Latvia… Latvia has very pride on their sports and their values and they aren’t very “eccentric”, they didn’t appear in international news because some scandal or something like that (like we do… thanks to our politicians --‘) 

Resuming our housewife, she is simple, but kind… she live with the basic things and without superficial things but she is polite and she taught to her kids some moral values that are very important (respect, education and good manners, pride of being who they are, trying always do something that help the others , meaning don’t be selfish) and Latvia represents and demonstrates to tourists this values, they are friendly, generous and they aren’t presumptuous, they are very welcoming.  

To conclude my first trip, I just may say that was perfect, I loved it and I want to go there again to see my Latvian sister and my Latvian family. 

My second trip was this year and I went to New York, yes people, New York, the wonderful city of colors and huge buildings. The city that never sleeps… 

I went with my teachers of English and two more teachers of science, and it was…. PERFECT! I love travel and I love see different perspectives of different cultures and I… oh Gosh I can’t even describe it, so I will tell you so you be able to imagine and see what I saw.

If you know New York, you know that it has its own way of movement, this means that New York has their own rhythm, is like a desperate housewife, because she is always in movement and she never stops, even if she feels tired and she is full of things. So imagine, in the morning our desperate housewife drink her first cup of coffee, New York in the morning if you observe, you can see most of people with a cup of coffee (Starbucks rules :D) exactly like our housewife. During the morning our housewife don't stop, she is driving her sons to school and she go back home preparing things, like lunch, cleaning the house and some night events (parties) we cannot forget that they do all this because it’s his “function” as wife. New York, during the day, don’t stop, with people driving bus and cabs all around trying to get to her job and once they get there they work a lot preparing things for the rest of the day. When the night comes, the housewife’s get ready for cocktail parties, our political events (most are married with influent men) and even "babies showers". So if during the day they are all messed up and they don’t care about their look… at night they are fabulous, with nice dresses, a clean hair and with the help of make-up (thank you Maybeline and others cosmetic lines) they have a perfect skin like she hadn't doing anything all day, besides being in bed and give orders. New York at night, it’s all about lights and she is still in movement, spreading her sparkle and glamour for all people, like our housewife, who while she is in those events, she is always speaking to the others wife and always having a polite gesture and a kind word to give for those who need. So, even working hard all day, she still have strength to get out at night and still be nice and generous. Like New York that open their borders for all immigrants and give what she have the best. 

In a brief resume, our desperate housewife lives with the tendencies, likes to get all controlled and do everything to keep things in order and she works a lot to be successful. New York it’s similar because, she is a messy and stressed city, but at night she get dressed, put their make-up and their high heels and she is ready to kick some ass :D She is glamorous, mysterious and she is the image of perfection. 

Now, I really have to go… I hope you like it like I do. I hope you visit this two distinct, in their own way but amazing as well, countries. 

Kiss Kiss 

Published by: Catarina 

Let it Snow Let it Snow

Oh, well… Hi, my name is Gillian and I am from New York, yes, I know it is a beautiful city, full of life, but today I am not here to talk about my city, but about my amazing and different Christmas, without snow…

It was the first Christmas I spent alone! I was bored with my life. In that year I was fired, I lost my boyfriend, I move to a town far, far away from my parents.

I felt miserable, so a friend of mine advice me to do something for me, so without thinking twice I bought a ticket to Mexico…most exactly in Guadalajara! I spent a lot of money, money I didn’t quite have, but was worth it… oh it was!

Well first of all, my stay was in a hotel namedCamino Real Guadalajara, WHY? Because the internet said so, it had so many likes, and it was in front of a mall and in 15 minutes from the center of the city.

Guadalajara, it is one of the few cities of the Mexico, that still have a lot of Mexican Traditions, it is peaceful, but in the nights it changes and becomes modern and frenetic… But first of getting drunk, I had to pray a little, came one, it was Christmas… so I went to the Cathedral, it is huge and beautiful, my eyes didn’t stop moving, I didn’t know to what to look, everything was perfect.

Then, I had to eat fish tacos with Guacamole and ships, and I can tell you that, that was tacos, the ones We eat in America they are good, but the tacos in Mexico… my God, two words: LEGEN….DARY =)

And OMG, the sombreros, I never laugh so much in my life, the dances, the music, the mariachis, everything was so funny, so entertaining, I had the time of my life. In the last restaurant that I went, with some Americans that I met in my hotel, they went to our table and start singing, and dancing to us, it was wonderful; I had a smile the all time.

They don’t have Christmas traditions, but they have others, in November and December (December the month I went there), it happen the International Fair of Books in Guadalajara, and… books are like my sin, so I went home with some more kilograms in my bag.

It was a very spectacular travel, and I want to repeat the experience (Because now I have a job and I am saving to go again to the city, that fills my dreams, with dances, guitars and sombreros)

Oh, I almost forget, before I went home I had to drink a glass of Tequila… and yes it is much better in the city where it was invented :b

MERRY CHRISTMAS

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A surprise trip

"I woke up early in the morning, supposedly a normal day, I got up, brushed my teeth and got ready for another day of classes, the last day of the week (Thank God). When I went down to go get breakfast, I saw my parents whispering very quietly and when they saw me, they left just as if they had been caught. How strange. I ignored and ate my cereal. They took me and my sister to school. Yes, I have a sister. And by the way my name is Nathan and my sister is Jamie. I am 12 years old and she has 5. Well, finished the presentations, we went to school ...

(...)

Hello, hello again.  I already can continue to count how was my day, that just improve with the end of classes. Now yes I have a close up weekends to myself. Thanks Godness. When my parents came to get me to school, I noticed there were even stranger than the morning, I saw my sister very quiet and thought: "How strange it is usually not so quiet" something was wrong, but I did not know what it was. While my father was driving I noticed that he was not doing the normal route and we were not going home, I turned too quickly and asked, "Why do not we go home?". They ignored me and I repeated the question, this time they heard, but still did not respond. I asked again, angry, and this time answered each in his own way, "Come to Grandma" / "We go to the supermarket" Ahaha they were caught. I continued to ask questions trying to figure out what we would do. Until I see that we reached the airport. I was astounded. Airport? How could it be? I turned to face my parents and they looked at me smiling. Finally explained to me that we were going to Lapland. Yes, Lapland, the land of Father Christmas. Do not know if you know, but I LOVE Father Christmas, despite knowing that it does not exist, he's always been a very important figure to me and always made ​​my Christmas much fun, like listening my father arguing with my mother because he hates carrots and had to eat a half to pretend that Santa Claus existed. Ahaha I miss those times. Just wait a bit, because we will do the check-in.

(...)

Come to Lapland was a dream come true, that everything here is beautiful. All whitey clear and very cold. But people are very nice, and we were housed in a rustic lodge-style, the rooms are beautiful and very warm. In a little time, we think we'll have dinner and eat salmon because  is a fish very common here. Maybe sooner we can go sightseeing and glimpse the Northern Lights that are phenomena that happen here often in the winter. I can only say, before going to shower, this is the best Christmas ever.

Ho Ho Ho

Merry Christmas"

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"Please, NOOOO!"

Oh, for god sake… really? Schizophrenia, movies, phases of life? Ok, this blog is supposed to be about travel’s right? I am so sorry :b

So this week, we don’t have any topic to talk about, so we are free to do whatever we want, I was anxiously expecting for this, and … I don’t have any idea, about what a going to talk today, I know I need to write something about trips, but I don’t have any clue… :x

I am not very good to make any jokes or tell funny stories (we will let that to Sophie Grey (Daniela), isn’t she hilarious? J). So… don’t expect that, when I start to tell you all about my trip to Spain.

It all begins, because my friend and I, were very bored, and we wanted to something spontaneous (ok, this is not true, she just wanted to show to her ex-boyfriend that she could be fun and have crazy ideas, and I was dragged to this insane journey).  Well, in less than two hours there we were, in very smelly and small car, listening to “If you like Pinna-coladas” with your windows opened, people in the semaphores were staring at us like if you were crazy (I don’t blame them).

It was five hours in the car until we get to Madrid, my derriere was so sore that you don’t have any idea… I wanted to scream.

We start to go to the museum “El Prado”, it is about art, and the pictures exposed are very beautiful, it was one of the first’s museums of art that ever existed… it was very good actually until she saw, this painting of a man, and start crying, not a really low cry but a very loud cry… why she cried? You asked. Well, because the painting resembles to her ex. Yes, I know it looks like a werewolf…

So, for two days she tried to have some fun, we went to museums, we walk into the botanic garden, we get drunk in the famous Bar El Diamante, were I throw up, because I eat to many “Tapas”… so it was impossible to me to make a really hot Spanish guy friend (I was paled, and with a really sick face and my friend had this swollen eyes, and every conversation she had, it starts with the name of the ex)… in the end it was a really fun trip, that I don’t want to repeat :b. Serious, I am warning you, never, but never do a trip to make a friend feel good, it never works.
Oh, and she is back together with the werewolf, and she is happy, I think… and they are planning to go to Madrid…

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The last confidences of a gentleman

I will start from introduce myself, and that it is very hard… I am Dr. Jekyll and I am Mr. Hyde.

I am two persons in one; I have two bodies, two personalities… I am constantly traveling inside my own mind.

Let’s go to the begging, my era is not like yours, I have to be perfect, I have to do whatever the others expect from me… be different is not a good thing, If you don’t do something because it is too mainstream, well I need to be mainstream… and that is not funny at all!

So I created this… you can say drug that put me in very, very bad trip! I feel nauseas, my body hurts, and am starting to became a different person, like a werewolf, my bone structure change, my face is not my face anymore, my body is not my body and my mind is not my mind. And then I appeared, Mr. Hyde, this horrible, hellish creature that everyone hates… but guess what, everyone has a Mr. Hyde in their hidden corners of their mind, they hate me, but they want to be me… how idiots they are, how stupid they are, how I hate them, how I want to kill them all…

At first I wasn’t afraid of this knew part of me, I actually love this part, I don’t like to admitted but when I traveled to this corners of my mind, I wish never come back anymore.. I was so free, so happy, and I did everything that I wanted to do and didn’t care about the others opinions, But me, I hated this good part, Jekyll loved me, but I hated him, he was my conscious, just to exemplify, in the other night, I had my knife in the neck of this stupid man that looks at me funny, NO ONE LOOKS AT ME LIKE THAT… HOW I HATE HUMAN KIND… and inside my freaking mind, there he was, talking with a low voice, “don’t do it, don’t do it”, and I did, just to make him upset.

I don’t want to belief, that this is really me, that I am this horrible animal, because I cannot say that Hyde, is a human, because it is to upsetting thinking that humans can be like that… so I wanted to quit, but this desire of being him, was too strong, too powerful… and I had to became one more time Mr. Hyde…

I was tired, that he could choose when I came to life, sometimes I just wanted to do something evil, so I became more powerful that he (it was not that difficult), and without previous notice, I start to came alive when I wanted!

I start to lose control, he was too strong to me to handle, I didn’t need the drug to enter in the trip, I start to lose my consciousness, he was building his own personality, oh if you could see into my head, the thoughts he had, they were too terrified, too disgusting… so in my last rest of sanity, I kill myself hoping that he would die with me… I knew what he was planning, but I didn’t care, I don’t care about anything… I just want to do whatever I want to do… if I want get drunk, I will, if I want to kill well I kill, if I want… to live, I will. Jekyll, my stupid, remember that I am stronger than you… 

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The two faces of a gentleman...

Dear diary

Today I had a weird conversation with my friend, Dr. Jekyll. Why (you will ask) well, because at the beginning we were talking perfectly, when suddenly he starts to change, her height, her appearance, her body, her expression. It feels like I was almost seeing a monster. But in one minute it was a monster, in other minute it was again Dr. Jekyll. I thought I was crazy and with lunatic visions, but when Dr. Jekyll starts with a super strange conversation, I realize that I wasn't as crazy as I thought. I will write here our conversation, so I can have proves.

"- Good morning Dr. Jekyll, my friend how are you doing?

- Good morning Mr. Utterson I’m fine and you sir?

- Excellent. Did you know the last results of economy?

- No I haven't the opportunity to see them. Because I was too busy killing a man!

- What? What did you said Jekyll?

- What?! Oh just that I didn't have the opportunity to see the results why? Do you want to die? I'll have so much pleasure of killing you. Cut your throat or asphyxiate you with a piece of rope. I can almost feel how it would be!

-Oh Gosh, Jekyll, my friend is you ok?

- Yes, Mister Jekyll is perfectly fine, when he has his mouth shut. But why are you so stupid? Oh, what did you said Utterson? Jesus you are so pale? Are you okay? Did you need a doctor, I can help you my friend. Just let me..

- No! No! Stay away from me! Go away, please. Don't kill me please Jekyll, remember those years of friendship!!

- Kill you? Why should I... kill you?! You're too weak to kill you, you don't deserve my effort. What? What did I just said? Utterson please let me help you... I won't hurt you!"

And that's when I started running through the door and I left. I'll never go to back to that place full of horror, evilness, and disgust. I don't know what to think about all this. It's seems that my friend Jekyll were in a journey between two identities. The good one, Jekyll and the bad one... the one I cannot describe. I will rest now, and tomorrow I’ll decide what to do.
Goodbye dear diary... waits for more news tomorrow. 

Published by: Catarina

7 stages of life... 7 trips!

Hi…today i have to write something about a metaphor that William Shakespeare wrote…wait do you know who Sir William Shakespeare was? No!? Yes?! Well, in case of not knowing, please go watch Romeo and Juliet; it’s one of his most famous play in all worlds and it’s worthy. But as I was saying, I have to write a text based on… what?! Oh yes, a metaphor and it goes like this All the World is a… I will say JOURNEY. Because my life is a journey, with ups and downs, but still a journey.

Well, I have to divide life in stages and use the metaphor to characterize them, so I will start by dividing life in 7 stages…and I will characterize him with countries and her meanings to me, ok? Let’s go… the first place we will visit is Niger, because is the country with the more rate of baby born in all world, because of his poorness and the non development of this country social, economical and culturally. 

--> The second place and also my second stage is France, to more specific Disneyland Paris, because it’s where all the kids want to go and see the fantastic world of magic and fairytales. --> The third place will be, well I’m from Portugal, so I have to say Portugal but you can adapt to what it is your country, because this stage visits their own country, it’s that stage when after you travel to Disneyland you go travel and discover your own country. 

--> The fourth stage is Spain, because everyone in teenage era wants to go to Spain do some wilds and have fun and it’s also the trip of seniors high. 

--> The fifth stage can be… an Eurotrip or an Interrail, because it’s when you have see all places but you go always  with your parents or teachers and you want to travel alone, just you and your friends and it’s also because after you come from your Eurotrip you will start university, so is kind a summer for chill out. 

--> The sixth stage… well that’s a tough one, I will say India or Bali, because it’ when adults need some interior peace and need to get back positive energies and thoughts they lost because the stress and the intensive daily routine they live every day without resting, so it’s kind of a personal advice to try if you need some rest, some balance in your life. 

--> The seventh and last stage are that stage where you are so older, that you might not be able to travel, but I will try to find a country for you… it won’t be easy, but… well, I guess it can be Ireland and it’s not just because it’s one of my favorites countries ever… but also because it’s a country where it have all that immensity of green, mountains, fresh and pure air and it’s sort of a magic country, because their legends and their stories of fairies and the Leprechaun. And if you don’t like Ireland, and you like beach and hot weathers, well you have the Bahamas. That’s all for today, I hope you like it and you return to read more posts.

Bye bye :)

Published by: Catarina 

Let’s philosophize a little, ok?

Well this week, we are talking about the amazing writer, William Shakespeare

He made this beautiful, amazing, fantastic (there aren’t enough adjectives) about the different stages of life… and, yes, I have to create my own metaphoric interpretation.

I will start to say, All the world is a (Shakespeare used the word stage, I am guessing I cannot use the same so…) adventure - that’s right, nor a stage, nor a beautiful place - just ADVENTURE.

There so many places to visit, physical places, or the most terrified ones… the emotional places.

Living itself is a trip, a vicious, weird, amazing, terrified (you name it) travel.

It all starts very weird, with screams, terror and of course love, and then you are opening your eyes to the world for the first time, the Milk stage, and guess what… you are this little thing, but you are the boss, people will do everything you want the only thing you need to do is scream and cry, yah life it is beautiful… but all the good things come to an end, and you will grow up and the real life will begin.

First we have the stage, which I like to call orange juice, it is when you cease to be the boss, and start being sent, you want to do whatever you want but, you can’t, it is the phase were you will be spanking a lot.

Then you are in the glories’ stage (just kidding, it is the worst one), the stage of Coca-Cola, yes, you are a teenager, your freedom will be a little bit bigger, but you will be revolted with everything and everyone, and if you are a girl, yes, you will fall in love a lot, and get hurt a lot, and cry a lot!

But take it easy, it will seems ages, but you will get to the phase of Beer, in this stage you are the owner of the world, you will get time for everything, being with friends a lot, but you will continue to life in your parent’s house… and you will not like it, so you will not enjoy this phase as you should.

And we are almost finishing, in a less than a blink you will be in a stage of whiskey, you are no longer young, your tastes will change, you will start having many more responsibilities… in this stage you will want to get back to Beer stage, that stage you didn’t like because you are not total independent, that stage where everything was so much easy…

And then, the Serum stage, in this stage you probably will have someone to take care of you because you will no longer be capable of it, you will forget about who you are, where you are… but in others days everything will be clear as water… and if you lived well, your wrinkled mouth will draft a smile…

Life is a trip you have to take, even if you don’t want… is not going to be easy, or sweet… but I can ensure you that something real good will came from this, so relax and enjoy the trip.  :b 

Published by: Margarida

"Would you erase me?"

I have to apologize myself, I know that this blog is about travelling… but for this week, I have to talk about the movie of my life, so… things will be a little different, and we will travel to the world of movies… First of all, movies are my real love, so is very hard to me to say that this movie, or that movie is my favorite, or that he changed my life… because they all did in their own way and in different subjects…

But even without being sure, I will say that the movie that changed my life was Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. The Director is Michel Gondry, and in the cast we have Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet as the main characters.

I am almost certain that in some time of your life you wish to forget, some episode or some person that made you suffer, so… now imagine that they give you that chance, that you really could forgot anything that you want, would you take it?

These characters they did, Joel and Clementine fall in love, thing got bad… and both choose to forget each other… but when the doctor of the Lacuna Inc. was erasing Joel’s memories from the wild relationship with Clementine, in his mind he remembered why he falls in love with her… and then the true adventure begins, he did everything he could to safe Clementine inside his mind, and… (oh wait I telling too much… see the movie :b)

This is a movie about love, pain, and stupid things that we do, even when everything seems bad, and you really want to forget, remember that some episodes of your life, as bad as they are, something good can come from them!

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The movie of my life :)

Hello, hello

I’m Celia and i was bored because, i have done everything to do (homework’s… house tasks and even my social life was already checked) so i thought “Why not talk about the movie of my life?”  I see a lot of movies, i’m like, addicted to movies and i see thousands of its. So, sit down, prepare your popcorns and get ready to read about one of my favorite movie.

One of my greatest movies is “Eat, Pray and Love” and the movie talks about travelling, and let me just say that it’s one thing that i always wanted to do… so if I cannot travel, at least i will travel while i see movies J So, the female main character is Julia Roberts (i LOVE her  :b) and then the male main character is Javier Bardem.

Very briefly ii will explain to you the history… so Liz (Julia Roberts), she’s unhappy with her marriage, her job, her life… so she decides to travel alone searching for some peace, some self-esteem some desire to marvel with something, some appetite for lif (like she used to fee) and most of all some happiness. She starts by travel to Italy (awesome country… love the food) and she gains some friends and some pounds :b

Then she travels to India in search of interior peace and some happiness, she adopts the culture, she had the opportunity to become closer of God, but instead of asking that, she wants to discuss her relationship...

She ends the year in Bali, where besides she found the so needed balance, she also found love. And that’s when Javier Bardem shows up. He is Felipe and he is a charming with a vision of a practical and simple life, without complications or fears and unhappiness. So he’s exactly what she needs. They complete each other, him an practical spirit with her a complicated mind together, they made things work out well and end up together.

I hope you like my resume of the movie “Eat, Pray and Love” and if you didn’t see it yet, please see it because it’s worth.

      

                     Eat                                                                Pray                                                    Love

Kiss Kiss 

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Letter to my lovely Bess

5^th October 1591

Dear Bess,

                I know that you are concerned about my situation with the queen, but she is a wonderful and fair queen, she won’t let us punish for much time. She likes you and she has an admiration that it’s a little bit surprising for me, but I know that she likes me too. I touched her heart when i talked about my expedition to the New World, you were there, and you could saw her face when I started to describe the quantity of things they possessed and the large of land unexplored and “virgin” that exists. She was very interesting and i think that might be perhaps, because her curious nature and her spirit of courage and adventure. We both know that if she could, she will explore with me this New World and she will be delightfully. She has a soul of child and an innocence of a young girl who doesn’t know how far the moon to the earth stays.               
              However my love we also both know that she won’t be able to come with me into the New World, she is a queen. The Queen of England for God’s sake, she cannot have a private life without anyone knows it and comment on it.

                Now my dear Bess, do you want me to describe just for you the New World? I will. So can you imagine what it feels like seeing nothing besides an immensity of ocean and water? Just this, nothing more, for weeks and weeks without seeing anything but water? No land, no women, no food enough, just a group of men lonely with all that emptiness and that peace? You start to feel fear, fear for everything, fear of storms, and fear of get sick or die. But we must take our fear and put it behind our bags, we cannot give it one of our thoughts, we cannot doubt about us and our faith, our God’s and our hearts. We must keep hope. When, suddenly we start to glimpse something but we don’t know what it is, so we wait, wait and wait for days until finally we saw what it is… it’s land, land virgin and unexplored, land with food and safe places to sleep, land with so many things to see that we cannot absorb everything for just one look. You must keep looking and assimilate all you can see, because it’s magic, its pure magic of nature, it’s a miracle of God and we were the first to see such beauty. In the end we all pray for that bless and I, I pray for my Queen one day could saw what I saw.    
                I’m sorry… I got emotional, the Queen when I told her my trip to New World she said. “I like your immensities. Your ocean is an image of eternity I think. Such grand spaces make us small. Do we discover the New World Mr. Riley or does the New World discover us?” (Elizabeth the Golden Age) I never forget her face when she told me that, she is a remarkable women and she is a great queen.

With all my love

Walter Raleigh

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Secrets of a Queen…

I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king.

I have to be perfect, I have to be whatever they want me to be… I am a virgin and they are always saying that I need a husband, but I can’t choose the one I want.

I tried to look strong, but I SOFER too, I am a simple human being not a machine they want me to be.

Some days ago, a pirate from England return here, show me what he found out when he was travelling… Oh travelling, travelling, travelling HOW I WICH BE ABLE TO PUT MYSELF ON A BOAT AND JUST GO… but I can’t my people need me, I am there queen.

When I first so him, I didn’t pay too much attention, he was just one more trying to get me to give him money… but then I fall in love, he had so much experience and so much interesting things to say about the three corners of the world… yesterday he put tears one my eyes when he described the New World, he used this exactly words: Can you imagine what it is to cross on ocean? For weeks you see nothing but the horizon, perfect and empty. You are living in the grip of fear. Fear of storm, fear of sickness on the board, fear of immensity.

So you must drive the fear down deep into your belly, study your chart, watch your compass, pray for a fair wind and hope, pure, naked, fragile, hope…

At first, it's no more than a haze on the horizon, so you watch, you watch, then it's a smudge, a shadow on the far water. For a day, for another day, the stain slowly spreads along the horizon taking form until on the third day, you let yourself believe. You dare to whisper the word: Land, land, life, resurrection. The true adventure coming out of the vast unknown, out of the immensity, into new life new world (Elizabeth and The Golden Age)

It’s beautiful right? Yah I know… it made me think that life would be so easy if I could chose the man I love and just go with him; build a family in this beautiful world… My counselors said to me that this New World was empty, virgin, untouched and the only thing we can do with him is get some resources, but in my dreams I saw houses, people, streets, noise, a place to live and be happy…

Sometimes I wish be just a regular woman, and not a queen because that can be a bless but also a course… the only thing that I can do is dream, dream with him, dream with the New World, dream with travels.

Oh, maybe sometime I will go…and just be nothing.

God Bless New World, God Bless Walter Raleigh!

Elizabeth.

Published by: Margarida

The Normans' Trip

Hi, i'm Hrolf and i'm normand! I am about to go on a trip to conquer the Britain isles. Me and my folk want to have more, so we are together and ready to go.
We arrived and we saw strange people, with strange costumes and strange hairstyles. That's weird.... but we started to introduce the French language and the new words like "judge", "jury", "evidence" and "justice". We also imposed the Latin, that was used in church. The English-speaking farmers says "cow", "sheep" and "swine", while the French-speaking toffs use word as "beef", "mutton" and "pork".
Although all this historical facts, there were some funny moments like when the captain William fell in love for a farmer girl, but it not ended well because she was married and so our captain was chased by a furious husband. To escape the captain has to dressed up as farmer. That was an hilarious moment.
After all we aren't just barbarians, we have manners. Just less polite than the britains.
However this invasion brought to France and England some disagreements and the Hundred Years War began. What a shame. Poor France.
But it's time to say goodbye, i hope you enjoyed my adventure and come back for more
Good luck and one advice: if you want something, go chase after it. :)

Published by: Catarina 

                                                                                                    

The tour that the British made, change a lot of their language, for example when they first arrived in America they didn’t had names for the animals and plants that exist there, so they borrowed the words used by the natives. (The History of English in 10minutes)

We are in the year of 1620; my name was lost in time… a lot of the British people including me, were tired of the persecution that was felt in England, we want freedom to choose our religion. Where it led us? To America.

Me and my lovely wife arrived in a ship named Mayflower; we were searching for freedom in our religion choice and prosperity. The journey was tough, she was pregnant, the food was not good or even enough, and the waves were so big and had so much strength that made a man disappeared in less than a minute, I saw so many dying, with diseases that I never had the knowledge before… but fortunately we arrived, exhausted but happy. Our life were just began.

When we put our feet in the new world, we start a new adventure together, and I couldn’t think a better place to have my child that in this wonderful country, so different and untouched…

Our little puritan group gave rise to the colony Massachusetts.

This country had so many surprises waiting for us, one day I was taking care of my little garden, watching my wife breastfeeding my child, when this strange animal that I never had seen before appeared, he was sneak and had an angry face… but only several days later that I discovery that his name was raccoon, according to the natives. 

Published by: Margarida 

Sit down, buckle up and get ready to go

Even in time of crisis everybody needs to escape from reality, this blog was created under the guidance of Professor Helena, whom, we want to say thank you for given us the courage to put something that we created on the internet, for everybody to see.

First of all, we welcome you to our little and amateur blog… in this page we will talk about all what involves travelling, sometimes we going to have a certain theme but sometimes… well we won’t.

We want this to be a blog fun, creative and entertainment for our readers, which means.. YOU! So we hope you enjoy our blog, learn something new and of course desire to visit the places we will post and talk. So… WELCOME TO OUR BLOG! :D

“Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.” – Pat Conroy