This past December we were invited to our friends' Christmas party at the república, Rápo-Táxo in Coimbra. Rápo-Táxo is one of Portugal's many repúblicas, which are houses for students and alumni from local universities. The closest American equivalent would be fraternities or sororities, but the república is so much more than that. Instead of being elitist and exclusive, most repúblicas go out of their way to be inclusive. This extends not just to students of varying backgrounds, ethnicities, and beliefs, but to their friends, visitors, and people in need of a meal or a place to stay.Read More
I originally booked a trip to Morocco because I missed the desert. About once a year my husband and I would drive through the American southwest to hike and camp and live among nature for a week or two. I knew we couldn't afford to fly back home to make this happen, so I looked for a desert closer to Portugal that was reasonably priced and ended up choosing Morocco.
During my research for our trip, I kept seeing photos from Morocco of cats on the streets and throughout the souks. I read travel reviews that mentioned cats, mostly telling people to stay away from them because they might have rabies. I decided early on I wasn't going to stay away from them. I gathered up all the treats my cats refused to eat because they are spoiled American cats and packed them in my luggage.Read More
Another year draws to a close and while I'd like to be out tonight celebrating with the rest of Coimbra, unfortunately I'm going to be stuck at home surrounded by piles of used tissues, throat lozenge wrappers, empty mugs of tea, and one very sympathetic cat. There really is no good time to get sick, but I wish I could have pushed it off another week or so.Read More