better late than never (again)

when we are thoroughly gone, color will remain because it is independent from viewer, or it will disappear because it has no validation from the viewers? (it may be that trees will remain too, careless)

color is simple...

...it is our brain that complicates the simple things.

... no matter how much people try to make you believe that everybody should dream in black and white.

back in aalesund, thankfully cold

Going on means going far, going far means returning

I Ching

yo, time to show stuff again.

let's start with a memorable bike trip in the wild kingdom of Algarve, with my partner-in-adventure Hugo. :-)

we started off by crossing the world renowned bridge that has no name, and which links the base camp (at Fazenda do Belo Romão) to the high mountain we were prepared to conquer.

as can be seen from the image, there is a track that helps find the way up, which was reputedly carved by the ancient Portuguese inhabitants of Algarve, now gone and replaced by wealthy-foreigners-looking-for-a-warmer-retirement-place.

at this point, we decided to use our communication resources to contact base camp and let them know we were still alive and well. The oxygen was beginning to be rarefied at this altitude (approximately 103 meters above sea level) as can be seen by the color of my hair (which, as everyone knows, turns white when the oxygen level drops).

in this picture you can clearly see the extraordinary altitude reached at this point of the journey. At this point we had to stop often to laugh (laughter is the best way to keep your brain irrigated).

and here we are, at the top of the top of that world famous peak of Cerro de S. Miguel. As you can see, some of the team members had to shed some weight (namely in pieces of clothing) to be able to climb the last meters. So here it is, our extraordinary exploration in which we reclaimed this mountain to Portugal.

let's start with a little reminder of what Aalesund is like. This is the view from the pizzeria downtown, and yes, that thing there in the end of the street IS a ship, a large fishing boat.

A lot of water under the bridge since last post. Summer in the Great North is FUN! Of course it helps if your comfort window is wide enough to encompass some higher and lower temperatures than normal but, as long as you're active...

Let me think... it really has been a seriously active Summer... ok, let's go cronologically.

I was a week in Lisboa, nurturing computers back to life - maybe it was the time of the year, maybe it was the high temperatures of Portuguese Summer, but EVERYTHING went broke.