Beach Photos

long beach run

                                                                  It has been the usual golf/ tennis/ swim orgy (thomas calls it the country club Olympics) with  attempts at jogging in preparation for my race in August. God help me.
Above was taken on a morning run (which turned into a walk because that seemed somehow less tiring)...the golf course is on top of the red cliffs. The ocean water is very cold, but somehow I love it. The Brigham girls say it is like having an ice cream cone, and I agree completely-you come out feeling happier than when you went in.

Unfortunately, as in years past, T has hurt his back due to golf and lack of the usual team of massage specialists from California. He is getting Portuguese Xrays as we speak.

Below was taken at a typical beach bar/restaurant where we went after a small bout with Weltschmerz the other evening. (the Portuguese are not very cheerful people and it can be contagious)..Thomas thinks the beginning of Ramadan  drifted across the seas from Morocco and put us in a somber mood.
Luckily for us we are German, so beer was prescribed and administered; this helped somewhat. But what really helps is this odd, but welcome German tradition of drinking hot coffee with cake at 5 30 or 6 pm (?). Can't get them off of it...no matter how hot or how late it is, coffee and cake muss sein. I defy you to be blue when you are being forced to eat cake.
 
We fly to Dubai on Wednesday; Africa a day later for the full Brigham/Wehlen bonanza. If nothing else, it should make for good blogging. (The blogging takes such a nose dive when MMB exits the picture doesn't it? )

Thomas at beach shack bar

Upon waking