Portugal and Cristiano

finally i am feeling well enough to sit at the laptop long enough to give an account of my recent trip to lisbon...

well i did want to get away, but what was on my mind was to get more "material" for the summer project, investigate lisbon in a different way, analyse it, record it in another manner from past trips. i think out of all the trips was was the most "commercial"...the emotions and feelings and thoughts of childhood ceased to exist and all i wanted was the material coming in from what ever the experience whether it be photos or videos, postcards or souvenirs...everything had to have a result...no wasting time. every trip, ever step every minute had to be spent wisely. what has the united kindgom and myy college courses done to me..a heartless girl i felt at times, scouring the city like a shameless national looking for things all the time to make every minute worthwhile.

it was those breif times with family memebers, visit of the site where my former home had been and encounters with certain people and areas that evoked the slight emotion....iron woman. finally not crying at the aiport as we left......perhaps england now has some kind of attachment, or growing up..18 years of age changes you to accpet change in a less dramatic way.

going to the beach i still remember as my skin is now peeling in certain places and i have a very nice tan in the shape of my swimwear in my back......