The title of this post refers to several things: one that we drove “down” from Porto to Lisbon and that we were feeling very “up” about all of the new countryside of Portugal we were seeing. We stopped at a medieval hill top town along the way, Óbidos, which was picturesque if not a bit touristy. It was Ryan’s birthday, another “up”, so it was special to be in a foreign country and making memories on a special day.
Then, as we approached Lisbon we got a phone call from Ryan’s dad that took us way “down”. His mother had had a heart attack and was in the hospital waiting for surgery to put a catheter in her heart. She had some other issues as well and we would have to wait until the following morning (agony) to find out what had happened and what her condition was. Fortunately, she made it through all of that and is in stable condition (“up”). But, as you can imagine, there were plenty of sad emotions and concern about her and Ryan’s dad back home (“down”). You can’t control what happens to people, or when, and we needed to use it a lesson to try and let the universe carry out it grand plan and also appreciate what we have and what we were doing in this moment (“up”). Each day is time you never get back.
Knowing Ryan’s mom was doing so much better and that she had family with her and Ryan’s dad allowed us to feel lighter for our last two days in Lisbon and on this trip. We walked the city the next two days, the first of which was my birthday, and took in as much as we could. We enjoyed having an apartment to live in here as if we were locals. We brought food in for dinners and we played cribbage and drank wine on our narrow balcony overlooking the narrow, historic, street below and the tiled roof tops and imposing church above.
As this trip ends, we’ve talked about how it was an extra special one for us. We shared times in a country we love, and feel so at home in (France), with a long time friend who is dear to us. We shared times in a country we’d never visited before (Portugal) on our own and with some of our favorite people from back home. Throughout it all, these were truly the good, solid, times of our lives, and the memories are ones we will always cherish.
A retired kindergarten teacher, Clint enjoys traveling with his husband Ryan more than anything. When at home in Washington, he likes to walk the waterfront and hilly streets of their West Seattle neighborhood, read, do crosswords, and putter in the garden (7 potted plants on the deck!) Spending time with friends and family is always looked forward to. Life is good!
AWESOME