Morning in Cascais

A cloudy morning this morning as we walked to the station, but the sun was still there, forcing its way through and making its presence felt on the beach. Taken on my +Leica Camera X1

Portugal part 1

A few days away in Portugal: Lisbon first, then Cascais further along the coast. It's nice to be on holiday and not be awestruck by the presence of the sun.

So, here are some images from the holiday so far

The tomb of the poet

Sunlight on the floor of the Belem tower

Graffiti, but the cheerful kind.

View on a rather grey morning looking south on the Atlantic

Fresh fish (it's luvverly!!). I was admonished for taking this by the fishmonger

Day 354

An unscheduled day off today, so into the city for lunch and subtitled films and record stores and finally bookshops.

Day 244

Oh what a miserable day: raining steadily, with heavy cloud on the mountain. Confined to quarters I am, listening to the rain on the roof and giving thanks that I brought an extra book.

Day 242

Early start this morning, and Chamonix is spooky and shrouded in mist.

Day 241

A cloudy day today in Chamonix, so the resort of choice was down at the bottom of the valley amongst the trees. The forest always looks magical coated in snow like it was today.

Day 240

Day two in Chamonix and a lot of snow fell overnight, thus necessitating an early start to take advantage of the untracked powder. This is the shadow of an otherwise empty chairlift.

Day 239

First day in Chamonix, and an excellent day on perfect powder. The wind blew in though in the afternoon, and it seems it blew away all hopes of connecting to the apartment's free wifi.

Day 121

A little bit late in posting this, but I've been out of technology's reach for the last thirty six hours. Yesterday was divided between San Francisco and the drive to Yosemite; luckily I got a beautiful sunny day for my cycle to Sausalito over the Golden Gate bridge.

Day 110

Home again after our holiday in Sardinia. It was a beautiful morning this morning in Alghero, but the Mediterranean was rough, and rather than swim in my usual spot I instead took some photos of the waves crashing over the rocks, with Capo Caccia in the background.

Day 109

The marble stairs at the Villa Las Tronas, where I'm led to believe the Romanovs summered.

Day 105

A trip into town for lunch today, and some rather good street art on the way.

Day 104

A day spent relaxing by the pool and reading my book and generally becoming au fait with the layout of the hotel.