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Things here in Torino are being the expected crazyness... The group is excellent, 30 people plus organizers all of them great, always high!

This last weekend I was in Sardegna, for 4 days, also totally crazy... well, 2 nights ago I slept for 2 horas and had my hang-over only at 18h. Today I was lucky and was able to sleep for 3... but I woke up still drunk! Opsss....

And.... START!

Arrived Madrid around 6am. Empty, everything closed, night. I saw the sunrise in Plaza del Sol. Beautiful!

Went to Museu do Prado (because Reina Sofia was closed, typical spanish way... siesta!). Prado is full of tresours. Prado is full of works of art. Prado is big. Prado is full of pictures. Prado is full of "church" pictures. Prado is boring. Only the "Pinturas Negras" of Goya are cool, a must, specially because of the theme and the sense of humour in each painting.

After a tiring day and a night to re-see old friends, arrived to Torino where I was received by lots of people I did not see for quite some time and a glass of wine. This is going to be cool...

"Itchy Feet" are back!

Heya guys!

Well, this monday 19 I'm heading to Torino for a course about food and wine of Piemonte, a northern area in Italy, known for Martini, Nutella and yummie stuff like that.

After the course a quick visit to London to say hi! to friends and then.... danger! I'm going to Barcelona, without anything settled (I have a place to crash on the first days) either work or accomodation, with the purpose of staying there living for some time.

More news when I have them ;)

Already? Saudade...?

So that you're not going around saying that I'm a wanderer, that only out of Portugal is ok and that I don't like this, I just felt like writing this post to say that.... I'm semi-sad.

It's a bit weird, the same sensation I had when I left Londo, that will to go and see different things, but at the same time I was in a place where I had my group of friends, lets say, a life and leave that behind is hard.

Now, it's happens the same. I'm going for a 2 week course, everything paid for, parties everyday, wine degustations, martini, etc, after it London for some days and then the unknown to Barcelona (I hope to stay there). It's exciting, it's cool. But... I like to go and drink my coffee everyday to the beach, in K, at the peer, see the sea, I wanna buy a surf board (shame, shame, I live in Caparica and never bought one...), I'm already scoring climbing at Guia, I started to discover Baía do Mexilhoeiro (small routes, barely touched, with the sea at my back, just some meters away)... ufff....

..... bagpack on my back, guitar, climbing shoes.... Let's go!