The house in Foz da Arelho is very nice. An ocean view. Very roomy. Swimming pool. Everyone is here.

But not everything. Two pieces of luggage didn’t make our plane. That means three of us don’t have our clothes. Yet. We hope yet. We filed a complaint to track the bags. They tell us they usually locate them quickly. We hope they were lost and not stolen. They might still be at Heathrow since all our bags had to transfer from our British Air when we missed our connection and they rebooked us on TAP.

When the bags are located, we are told they will be delivered here. We are about an hour north of Lisbon, overlooking Obidos Bay. But we are a new house on a new street, and we are very hard to find. Even our driver last night couldn’t find the place. Michelle had to come out of the house at 2 a.m. to flag down the car. So, who knows, but our bags, like Charlie, may ride forever ‘neath the streets of Fox de Arelho. (How old need you be to catch that reference?)

Apropos of nothing, do you know that Brits say “rubbish” instead of “trash”? And our stewardess didn’t say “thank you” and instead said “lovely”. So thoughout our trip we heard “Rubbish?…..Lovely”. At our house here, there is no garbage disposal, so we bag all of our lovely rubbish.

It is very beautiful and we have a majestic view. To put left, the Bay of Obidos, reminding me of when the mad dog of Obidos chased me from town 51 years ago, and not far to the north, Nazerè where I drank myself to sleep trying out different types of port on a rainy day when I was recovering from being chased by the mad dog.

Still very tired from the neverending journey of yesterday. Compressing a week of problems (first world problems to be sure) into fewer than 24 hours. Should be back to normal tomorrow.

Another factoid. We landed in Lisbon last night after 11. By the time we finished dealing with the luggage, it was after midnight. When we went into the main airport area outside of security, we expected to see an empty terminal. But no! There were thousands of people there. Getting off planes, meeting people. And everything else. It was like the middle of the day. The middle of a very busy day. No one looked tired or ready to go to bed. What world are we in?

I don’t expect to leave the house until dinner tonight. I have no idea what else is going on in the world. Hopefully, nothing.