In the year since I moved into my Portuguese home, I have found a whole new level of joy. I have made new friends and learned to love the simple life.
July 15, 2019 was the day when my shipment of household goods was delivered to the Central Portuguese house I had just purchased.
It was the culmination of years of wishful thinking and careful planning. I left Albuquerque, New Mexico, where I had lived for 21 years, in late April. Before I headed to Europe, I spent two weeks with my son Patrick and daughter-in-law in California. He is an army captain at Fort Irwin, and I was able to attend the ceremony where he took command of a company.
Research pays off
I arrived in Lisbon in early May, 2019. The previous summer I had spent two months in Portugal researching the practicalities of moving there. I made some valuable contacts who offered me a place to stay while looking for a place to rent or buy. I had a deadline of 10 weeks before the shipment would be delivered.
My first search was near the Alentejo coast south of Lisbon. Finding that too expensive, I switched to the area around Tomar, in Central Portugal. That’s where I found the newly renovated stone cottage in a small village that is now my home.
What I’ve achieved
In the 15 months since I’ve lived in Portugal I have: obtained a residency permit, bought an old car, bought a house, made many new friends, explored the country, picked grapes, picked olives, endured the rain, planted a garden, acquired a dog, became a grandmother, lived through the Covid shutdown and thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Here is a photo montage highlighting my adventures. I hope you enjoy it.