I parachuted out of one life into this completely unknown other one a year ago, and landed on my snow white, gringo behind….no looking back now.
I rolled to the nearest shade and to my delight it was under the bamboo at the exquisite Jardim Botanico, right in the middle of the city. Founded by Prince Regent Dom Joao two centuries ago, you still feel the vibe of the Portuguese royal family. What a dysfunctional bunch they were. Close to home!
“Why don’t you just write ‘GRINGO’ across your bald, pink, freckled forehead, Caspar?!” After this year of shock and awe, I am getting with the program. RNE, CPF, Work-card Signed, check. Full-time job in my area with benefits, check. Apartment in Zona Sul, check. Intrigue, check.
My efforts to master Portuguese have paid off.
Thank you for reading my debut post!