Today was moving day

At bus stop for an 842am ride to main bus station. Bus driver was a 65 year old chickee who was wheeling this bus around like she stole it. Gas pedal to the floor then braking hard, then back to gas . Quite fun actually. Except for the neck pain from whiplash

Transfered onto airport bus then to Tenerife south airport. Much calmer driver. Took an air Portugal plane which was very pleasant.

Once arriving it was OMG what the hell did we do. We knew we needed to take the metro 40 to orient terminal then transfer into sintra train. No friggin idea but somehow we made it work and arrived after 1 1/2 hours later

Then we had a 1 km walk to our airbnb which was basically straight up hill. Like straight. So here I am back pack on pulling doms suitcase. Yep two dose cbd day along with aleve and I made it to our airbnb. Omg is it cute. So cute I don’t know how to explain it. It’s quaint , comfortable and so extremely unique i don’t have the words.

We filled out our breakfast preferences and times then they have it ready for us in the morning.

I needed beer and periwinkle wine so they had bottles for us and off we went down to a grass area where lemon and lime tress along with other fruits are all around. Yep periwinkle embibed almost to the point Minnie was coming out. But then she stopped as we were getting hungry

So back to our rooms to unpack and change for supper. Well, Dom packed her suitcase yesterday and we put dirty clothes in a white plastic bag. Well last night I threw my sweat and fart filled underwear onto the bag planning to put it in the bag in the morning. Well the ole gitch got packed outside the dirty clothes bag in error.

That brings us to tonight. When back at the room periwinkle with a touch of Minnie comes across the stale fart filled gitch and rather than assume they were dirty decides to smell them to check for freshness??????

Taking a drunken big whiff I saw her face buried in some other clothes trying not to vomit while I am crying with laughter A classic

Bye the way mom owes me a “cover fart” as she let a small but loud one go on the beach be mistake and I took ownership of it for her as no doubt other beach goers heard it. Now at my choosing she has to claim one of mine, at a time of my choosing. Yep These events are what make great memories

Anyway we went for supper further up the mountain where one quaint restaurant after another existed. We were persuaded when the waiter saw us looking at the menu and advised “ come in the food is great, but the service sucks. Hi I’m your waiter”.

Yep sold. Had some good s***s and giggles the a gelato ice cream and back In Fior the night

Tomorrow is walking to castle and fort. I’ll tell you the names in tomorrow’s blog.

Take care