It has been six months since the last time a crowd of feet stepped on that dance floor until the last beat of some avant-garde tune echoed in a long night turning into early morning. Six long, silent, voided months since the last sunrise has been seen from the balcony on the first floor, less … Continue reading An empty dance floor (at Lux Frágil)
Here we go again. Portugal returns to State of Emergency. Again. As the numbers of new cases and deaths keep growing, our mental state declines accordingly. It has been 8 months since our first lockdown. And we have been swinging on a thin thread of uncertainty, desperately trying to keep our balance by moving forward, … Continue reading State of (mental) Emergency
This year has been unique. A pandemic virus took over the world like we had never seen before in our lifetime. Borders were closed, streets became empty overnight, schools were shut down, offices were not able to retain even the most workaholic employee at his desk. All of a sudden, and thanks to technology, work … Continue reading Post-quarantine rants, rocky caves, golden cliffs and turquoise sea waters – Algarve in review
Home is definitely not the place I’d rather be right now. Something about these walls around me is starting to seriously annoy me. Is it the colour, the height, the same pictures hanging lifelessly through eternity? I can’t really tell. After two months under house arrest, life before this pandemic sounds utopian. Restaurants? Dinner parties? … Continue reading Let the dogs out, please.
Week 1 “Everyone is overreacting... Sure, I will stay at home a few days until it all calms down.” Important remarks: State of Emergency declared in Portugal. Updates from the faculty: all state exams are postponed indefinitely. Weather forecast: the sun is shinning outside. Warm days and cold nights. Mood: in denial. Quite positive. Heart … Continue reading Quarantine diaries – the first three weeks