in the last few days i have:
- milked a cow
- gotten a heartshaped sunburn on my chest
- bathed in the ocean under the pouring rain
so it’s been good times.
i must have angered the gods somehow, because now the weather is normalising but i still can’t go outside cause i’m going to the bathroom every 20 mins or so (tmi?), curse my over-sensitive gastrointestinal tract
nature is so cool but also i would like to be able to go into the ocean at least once this week and not be killed by the crushing waves and the 70km/h winds
my view for the next week :)
today i passed alongside the highest peak in portugal - a volcano a bit over 2300 meters high in the island of pico. now i’m in a pitstop on its neighbour island faial, before i head out to corvo, my final destination!
less than 24h until blue oceans and green pastures become my daily landscape for a week!!!
i’m gonna swim so much, and hike, and read, and EAT cause food in the azores is arguably the best in the country. it’s gonna be so so good aaaaah!
all i wanted before leaving to the azores was my polaroid and my jelly sandals, but the former is stuck in customs at the border and the latter are perhaps lost somewhere in the universe of air mail.
and now i realised that i sound like i’ve just arrived from 1998.