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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
Day 26 Brasilia, Brazil Whew! That is the longest flight I've ever endured, twenty hours in the air. I felt like I'd moved in to stay. A highlight included the staff singing Happy Birthday to Lyn's a sly fox  while proffering a hard roll pierced with a tiny flaming candle. Smiles were served all around. Once again we are relaxing, lounging, lazing at a great hotel, The Royal Tulip Brasilia Alvorada. Hey, that name sounded kinda familiar, so I slouched in a poolside chair and pondered. Eureka! We stayed at another hotel, the Golden Tulip in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. That happened on Day 16, ten days ago, (already!). Here we are on another continent. We are getting around... This particular establishment is an enormous red horseshoe cradling a courtyard of waving palm trees and an impressive pool. I did not have to be invited twice to sprawl next to the pool in the welcoming sun. For a change of place, I later relaxed on the rooftop terrace. I embraced this easy-going, lazy pace. We have scurried about in our quest to be virtual travelers. A girl needs to stop and catch her breath. I lamented the lack of a hot air balloon excursion today. I believe I've grown accustomed to this glorious mode of transport. There's nothing to compare to that floating, soaring sensation. One of my 'mostest' favourite parts of traveling is the food sampling. Delicious, scrumptious food exists everywhere. My fellow bloggers and I dined at Taypa Sabores del Peru, and oh, the moment we entered the smells teased me. Taypa is Peruvian for plenty and that's the kind of promise a restaurant should make. Although printed in Portuguese, I recognized "boa comida" on the menu. This means good food. I did not hesitate to order a ceviche which is similar to sushi. Fresh raw seafood is cured in fresh citrus juices complimented by onions, coriander, and chili peppers. Divine! Of course, I chowed down on barbecued meat and it did not fail to deliver great taste. I also ordered a feijoada, a hearty stew of black beans, sausages and pork with corn dumplings. Mmm! All of us shared a pitcher of clericot de fruta. Wow, it is refreshing and delivers a buzz. Well, it did contain white brandy {pisco), white wine and a mixture of oranges(laranja), strawberries{morango), kiwi and mangos. Several toasts were made to the birthday gal Lyn's a sly fox We learned from the waiters to say, "parabens!" We could not pass up a few tantalizing desserts. My favourite is "quindim" because it's a custard topped toasted-cocoanut dream confection. None of us offered any resistance to "brigadeiros", fantastic chocolate truffles. We were truly "taypa" stuffed! Obrigado! |
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