For the last few days I’ve had that 1980’s punk rock song by the Vapors rolling around in my head – but with one change in the lyrics;
“I’m turning Portuguese, I think I’m turning Portuguese, I really think so. ”
Weird. I know.
But here is the thing – oh my gosh I love it here! ¬†So I kinda think I’m turning Portuguese.
First of all I clearly can pass for a local – as long as I don’t open my mouth. Olive skin just soaks up the sun.
Secondly I love the weather. It’s unlike anywhere I’ve been. I totally expected it to be high humidity¬†and tropical. It is neither. It’s like living in Arizona but with an ocean. The air is so dry. Hot days turn to cool, even nearly cold nights and mornings,¬†¬†just like in the desert. But on the ocean. No air conditioning needed.
I think I’m turning Portuguese.
And then there is the food. ¬†It’s heavenly. ¬†A bit like Mediterranean, a bit like Spanish, but mostly unique and completely delicious. ¬†The freshest seafood I have ever had. ¬†Incredible beef, pork and cheese. ¬†And the produce – especially right now. ¬†It’s mind-boggling. ¬†Top it with amazing wine and port and well- it’s purely Portuguese.
I really think so.
So the Vapors are rolling around in my head and I’m okay with that. ¬†It reminds me of college – and it makes me happy to be Portuguese… at least for two more weeks.
That’s why I’m turning Portuguese, I think I’m turning Portuguese. I really think so!