Exploring Albufeira
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We are still exploring the city. Having a great time. Not burning so much. There are some seriously wierd people in Albufeira city centre – will write about them later.
Hope weather is good in england as we are coming back soon.
Bhakti says "the bitches are lovely and the ice-creams are big" I´ll say. Oh sorry – she said the beaches are lovely. Yes, them too.
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Week 2 in Portugal
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Last night must have been crazy. I woke up this morning next this cute black girl. I was half asleep an managed an ¨Ola¨. She smiled and wiggled her big black ass at me, then skipped to the bathroom. It was then that I noticed her straight black hair – too straight and thin, even for GHDs… this was natural. Maybe she was South Indian. She had the round face and big eyes for it. I shook the sleep from my eyes and tried to remember… there was a mojito, then a margarita… The South Indian then became North Indian as she spoke to me in Gujarati. I woke up fully with a snap. It was the new improved Black Bhakti! (Que Black Beauty music)
As Sean Paul might say, We be burning. This Sun is a lot more harsh than Florida and we are going back to black. Or at least Black Bhakti is. I have been emotionally coming to terms with the fact that I must have had a White ancestor somewhere in my bloodline. Unlike Bhakti, parts of me are going pink and burning. Tonight was our last night in Armacao de Pera. It´s been nice here. We loved it. The staff at the Pestana Viking have been great as well. Especially Bhakti´s friend Sr. Ramos – the GM. Tomorrow we will be at Ponta Grande in the next village – Galé. Bhakti is here in reception asleep next to me while I blog. She is happy. We´re going to miss this little town.
The stupid internet cafe won´t let me upload from a USB device so I´ve been swearing at him every time I walk past the hut. Hopefully in Galé I can upload pictures. We had a bank holiday here yesterday. Very busy. At night everyone seems to dissapear to other towns. During the day we just sit, chill, burn and appreciate the part Moorish genetic traits of many of the PortuGals. (thanks Raj for that one). I so love the local habit of baring natures assets at the beach. And in Portugal, Nature has done some of her best work… Like I said, I´ll try get some pics soon. We eat pizza, pasta, pizza – but OH! the pizza! Italians have moved here and bake fresh in wooden ovens. Tastes fantastic. Portugese is very similar to Spanish and understanding one makes the other pretty easy. In fact I´ve been stuck and used spanish words to communicate and it works every time. Everyone speaks english anyway. Today I asked our taxi driver if he spoke english. He said ¨Speak what?¨, I said English. He said ¨No.¨ Wierdo.
The Euro rate is killing us. Feels like we´ve come to Switzerland. I pay the… oh forget that, it´s all worth it. 
I think I´m going to find indoor and night time activities because I look like a lobster now. Damn that UV sensitive white ancestor of mine. Why didn´t someone tell me. This is how Luke must have felt at the end of Empire… Screw you Ben Kenobi, you lying git. I love it here. The only reason I want to get back is to watch Iron Man in english. Damn.My ears are burnt. My back feels like a crocodile and my arms have gone scaly. Who cares! Another morning of buffet breakfast tomorrow – mushrooms, beans, tomatoes, fresh oranges and grapefruit that actually tastes completely different to the dry, old, shrunk, tasteless fruit we get in England. Even the TV is cool. Good german shit every night.
A final note: I have discovered a fantastic method of buggering up your shins – for any masochists out there. First stand knee high in the sea, admiring the view for about 20 minutes while the waves smash sand and salty water on your shins. Then lie in the sun for about an hour without putting sun block on your shins. Wait 2 days and Voila! Pink shins, as sensitive to the touch as a soldering iron on your nipples. Apart from that, it´s so good that we have another whole week to go!
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A Week of Rest in Portugal
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Having too much to do can be a real stress-maker. You end up thinking about thinking about things even when you should be resting. Well I do anyway. I am therefore away on my overdue break from work and thinking, doing absolutely nothing except swimming, eating, tanning, sleeping and blogging.
No laptop – my sexy little N800 and folding keyboard does the job fine. Our (my wife {Bhakti} has come along) flights were at a lovely 6am so we didn´t get any sleep. Bhakti booked a cab at 3am on the night to leave at 4. Loyal Taxis in Leicester did good and sent one.
The location is fantastic – Armacáo de Pera near Albufeira. It´s quiet, sunny, with good food and not too many chavs, pikeys, germans, or refugees from certain wartorn african states that all look the same… Our room wasn´t ready and we were waiting a while. The MD happen to see us and enquired as to iif we were waiting still.We said yes and he apologised and had us upgraded to a beach view with kitchenette. His name is Jorge Ramos and we very much appreciate his upgrade. He looks like Lovejoy´s european cousin, and I can only imagine that he spends his days lounging with the cleaning maids in his leather clad office…
Really all the staff are so friendly and helpful I can´t get over it. The beach is 30 seconds away and there are 4 pools. Today we baked in the sun and ate some posh itlalian nosh. Never paid 40 quid for pizza before… The euro´s are worth nothing here. Yesterday in town we found a lovely dessert bar. Yes – Desserts for dinner!!! Again, TOO friendly. Ordered us a cab, helped with ordering food, all spoke english. I can do a week of this, easy. I will update with pictures later.
Bhakti is chilling somewhere in the hotel – I´d better go make sure the rich dark and handsome senhora Ramos isn´t entertaining her at the bar… He might try the upgrade trick again. My counter attack is The Greatest Hits of Stevie Wonder on my N800. Thanks Steve. Sauna and swimming tomorrow, then town, shopping and more desserts for dinner
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