#montserrate

[woodsfae]

Sitting and snacking while watching hummingbirds at 10,000 feet elevation, surrounded by succulents the size of my entire torso, is magical.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @chaosdrivcn || Ludovic and Gabi (x)

His response caught her off guard and she found herself balling a fist with frustration, tension in her shoulders. "So you're saying you'd happily just let someone die normally? Aren't I the lucky one then." There was a rather unfamiliar sarcasm in her voice as she spoke, but if there was one thing she disliked, it was rudeness. Still, she would not stoop to yelling or anger. "Why did you help me then, hm?"

[tewwor-moving]

"Do you really wanna know?" Flat at first, both in tone and eyes. Then they warm some as lips curl into a smile. Still curious but searching. "You're interesting and so, so bright."

━━ ❛❛    It  was  just  a  simple  sentence  but  it  hurt  like  crazy.  Benji  pressed  his  lips  together  while  settling  down  on  a  chair.  ❝And  why?  Why  would  YOU  still  want  me?❞

[atgvnpoint]

"Truth hurts, sometimes it makes you feel like you just want to cut your life short. My reasons for stating the obvious, is not to make you feel guilt or make you feel question your love or loyalty to your husband, even worse make you feel like you're one of those man whores. You and your husband have a history, a past the both of you aren't proud about. Is it hard to say those hidden secrets that burn you from within, your husband can see right through you. You can say whatever you want to make him feel good, feel like he's the only one in your hear -- fact of the matter is, someone else occupies your heart whether you'll admit that to your husband or his brother. You can always try and box that love for Amaru, but your husband knows, i can see it in your eyes now. Lying just not make them fight over you or worse kill each other. I don't blame you for thinking that, you know Ludovic best. He'd kill that love you feel for Amaru. "

This wasn't about telling Benny he's an awful human being, no. Devil Ghostface released a deep sigh that sounded muffled within the mask. " You can't turn back time and undo everything. You can't stop who you love whether your heart now shares your love with another. Ludovic doesn't think you mistreat him, he's not once thought a bad thing. On the contrary, he's thought about everything else, any possible way to view a life with Amaru, maybe he'd give you what you wanted. All the nice things, a real love, the ones that almost everyone craves and desires. Ludovic would die to just see you happy -- with him or with anyone else. That's what you do when you love somebody. Good things always come to an end ...sometimes though." Devil Ghostface looked at his knife. "Yeah i do got a knife, i could end you, i could kill you. An easy yet perfect kill. What's the fun in killing you, when you can cut a whole in the center, right in Ludovic's heart. " his gloved hand turned the knife on himself, dragging the tip temptingly over his clothed chest. "It's too easy. " turning the knife back towards Benny. " Knives look pretty on you though, but not in the way you think. I got a better use for you. "

Nothing   of   the   things   Devil   Ghostface   said   made   Benji   feel   any   better.   If   not   it   made   him   feel   worse   than   before.   He   didn't   ask   to   have   any   feelings   for   Amaru   and   he   wished   so   much   to   turn   them   off.    But   like   Ghostface   said,   he   also   had   a   past   but   Benji   knew   that   his   past   wasn't   as   wild   as   Ludovic's.   Yet,   does   that   matter   now?   No.   Somehow,   he   wished   he   would   have   met   Amaru   first.   Somehow,   he   wished   that   he   would   have   had   a   relationship   with   Amaru   first   just   for   the   younger   Montserrate   to   leave   him   soon   because   Benji   was   crazy.   But   then   these   things   wouldn't   be   a   topic   between   Ludovic   and   him   anymore.   He   had   to   press   his   lips   together   to   stop   himself   from   shouting   at   the   cloaked   figure   in   front   of   him.   Raising   his   voice   wouldn't   help   them.

❝I   don't   want   a   life   with   Amaru.   I   wouldn't   be   here   then.   I   would   have   rejected   Ludovic   back   in   Mexico.   It   was   our   chance   to   get   a   divorce   quick   and   easy.   I'm   here   with   him   because   I   love   him.   It   is   a   real   love   with   all   the   nice   things.   Yes,   we   have   our   quarrels   because   we   are   both   fucking   crazy   and   jealous   as   fuck.   But   that's   how   we   work   and   I   wouldn't   want   it   any   other   way.❞   Sometimes,   Benji   wanted   to   violently   force   these   words   into   Ludovic's   brain   until   he   finally   understood.   He   knew   that   his   husband   still   thought   that   Amaru   was   the   better   option.   Maybe   Amaru   was   the   better   choice   looking   at   it   from   the   outside,   but   Benji   knew   that   everything   would   always   draw   him   back   to   Ludovic   no   matter   how   hard   he'd   try   to   avoid   the   other.   It   didn't   work   back   then   before   they   became   a   couple   and   it   would   still   not   work.   Yet   before   Benji   could   think   about   it   further,   Devil   Ghostface   turned   the   knife   and   pointed   at   his   own   chest.

This   was   the   moment   Benji's   mind   went   blank   and   pure   fear   took   over   his   rational   mind.   Benji   closed   the   distance   between   them   and   wrapped   his   hand   around   ghostface's   wrist   his   other   hand   slapped   Ghostface's   shoulder   harshly.   ❝Don't   threaten   my   husband!❞   His   blue   eyes   sparkled   dangerously,   not   minding   that   the   tip   of   the   knife   pointed   at   him   again.   No,   instead,   Benji   leaned   his   chest   a   little   more   against   the   tip   until   he   felt   a   sharp   sting.   His   nails   dug   into   ghostface's   wrist.   ❝You   won't   hurt   him   only   over   my   dead   body!   What   is   the   use   you   have   for   me?   Tell   me   before   I   seriously   slap   you   for   threatening   my   husband!❞ // @inscnityclub

[livelysonletour]

We spent Friday with a tour company that likes to go off the beaten path, called We Hate Tourism Tours (we’ve learned that the Portuguese have a very sarcastic sense of humor). They took us to the Mountains of Sintra and beach dunes of Cascais, sites of Portuguese royalty escapism during historical hardships.

We were two of six on the tour group, but the other 4 wanted an exclusive tour in German without any pesky English. So they split us up and we spent the entire day with our tour guide, Mannu, handcrafting a personalized tour.

In the mountains we visited Miradouro de Santa Eufémia, Sintra National Palace, Palace and Park Biester (Cat will add a part 2 with more pictures from the palace), and Palace and Park Montserrate. The mountain would naturally be bare granite, but it's ideal climate encouraged the Portuguese to plant forests of pine trees (lumber for Portuguese ships) and cork trees (cork for wine bottles). The palaces of Sintra were royal retreats especially during the hot summer months and the Castle of the Moors (the right most red arrow below) still stands from the 700s.

Mannu took us to Pão Saloio (roughly translated to Hillbilly Bread) for a classic rural lunch of breads, chorizo, pork belly, cheese, olives, and tomatoes and Cat was introduced to Green Wine - wine made with grapes that are not fully ripened due to the weather conditions of Portugal. We knew it was going to be good when we saw a group of police officers hanging around smoking and having their coffees.

Our last stop on the mountain was the western most point of continental Europe, Farol do Cabo da Roca (the left most red arrow below and pictured below).

We made it way down to the beachy dunes of Cascais. Cascais was a retreat for some King I forget the name of who sought to get away from the throngs of people following him all the time so he went to the village or fishermen as he thought the smell would keep the bourgeois away...

After many stops admiring the waves (Mannu was a surfer and could not believe the conditions on the day), we circled back to Lisbon where we had a lovely dinner of tempura green beans, steak, cod, clam rice, truffle mashed potatoes and another glass of green wine for Cat. I struggled to stay awake during dinner, so Cat only made two pit stops for shopping as we walked back to our airbnb.

I was asleep by 8 :)

[paramedicabroad]

Cultural Landscape of Sintra

Nestled amidst the lush greenery of the Serra de Sintra mountain range lies a place of unparalleled beauty and historical significance: the Cultural Landscape of Sintra, a UNESCO World Heritage site in Portugal. Join us as we embark on a journey through this enchanting destination, where fairy-tale palaces, ancient ruins, and verdant forests converge to create a truly magical experience.

Sintra is a place where history comes alive, where centuries-old castles and palaces whisper tales of bygone eras. From the imposing Moorish Castle, perched atop a rocky outcrop overlooking the town, to the opulent National Palace of Sintra, with its distinctive twin chimneys, every corner of this cultural landscape tells a story of Portugal's rich and diverse heritage.

No visit to Sintra would be complete without exploring its magnificent palaces, each more breathtaking than the last. The colorful and whimsical Pena Palace, with its turrets and towers rising above the treetops, is a true architectural marvel. Meanwhile, the romantic and mysterious Quinta da Regaleira beckons visitors to explore its underground tunnels and secret gardens, while the stately Monserrate Palace showcases exquisite Islamic-inspired design.

But Sintra's allure extends far beyond its architectural treasures. The cultural landscape is also home to verdant forests, cascading waterfalls, and lush gardens that provide a tranquil escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Whether you're wandering through the leafy pathways of the Pena Park or marveling at the towering trees of the Montserrate Gardens, you'll find yourself immersed in the beauty of nature at every turn.

Sintra has long been a source of inspiration for artists, writers, and poets, drawn to its otherworldly beauty and romantic atmosphere. The likes of Lord Byron, Hans Christian Andersen, and even Portuguese royalty have all been captivated by the allure of Sintra, immortalizing its beauty in their works of art and literature.

No visit to Sintra would be complete without indulging in the local culinary delights. From traditional pastries like the famous queijadas and travesseiros to hearty seafood dishes and aromatic wines, the gastronomic offerings of Sintra are sure to tantalize your taste buds and leave you craving more.

Preserving the cultural landscape of Sintra for future generations is a top priority for Portuguese authorities, who have implemented measures to protect and conserve its historic buildings, natural landscapes, and cultural heritage sites. Through sustainable tourism practices and community engagement initiatives, efforts are underway to ensure that Sintra remains a cherished destination for years to come.

Ready to explore the enchanting cultural landscape of Sintra? Plan your visit today and immerse yourself in a world of fairy-tale castles, ancient ruins, and natural wonders. Whether you're a history buff, a nature lover, or simply someone seeking a magical escape, Sintra offers something for everyone to discover and enjoy.🏰🇵🇹

[barnabyishere]

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[parenthesevoyage-blog]

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[zahirsand-blog]

el simbolo capitalino... #Montserrate #bogota #viajeros #viajaresvivir #amoviajar🌎📷 #viajandoxcolombia (en Monserrate bogota)

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[atgvnpoint]

Amaru read the text that made him shake his head snorting to the words on the screen. He considers himself reckless not a good guy. 

sms: Benji🩵

I like to think of myself anything else but a nice guy. Guess you’ve been the only one to see that good side I suppose everyone also disagrees with you. 

sms: Benji🩵

Oh, as long as it’s not a problem for you. I can pick you up just give me thirty minutes. I think he’ll be on the defensive who knows. I’d lost to see him nonetheless.

He wasn’t sure if the pup would consider him a friend though last Pollito saw him the poor doggo just wanted to play with a new human friend. Would he bite him now or wag his tail on happiness. Amaru gf the nervous jitters, his hands felt cold, sweaty and his heart raced but when did it not? Maybe when he was away from Benny being a reckless disaster. Amaru wore a sky blue button shirt, sleeves pulled and folded up his forearms, hair nice combed, black pants with casual shoes. He smelled like warm vanilla and leather, Amaru made sure never to spray so much cologne especially ones that had a hint of musk. It alway made people sneeze. His shirt wasn’t tucked in, it loosely hung over his pants. As he pulled up to the street where Benny lived, pulling up the curb cutting the engine off, getting out his car to lean against the passenger door, texting Benny quickly.

sms: Benji🩵

Hey, I’m outside 

For   a   while,   Benji   stood   in   front   of   the   mirror   and   sighed.   His   hair   was   all   over   the   place,   as   always.   The   only   person   who   could   probably   keep   those   curls   under   control   was   AJ.   But   he   only   had   thirty   minutes   to   get   ready,   so   washing   them   again   was   not   an   option,   so   all   Benji   could   do   was   leave   his   hair   untouched   and   as   natural   as   possible   without   hiding   them   under   a   cap   as   he'd   usually   do.

One   last   time,   he   adjusted   his   cream-colored   button   shirt   with   short   sleeves   after   deciding   not   to   tug   it   into   his   jeans   but   keep   it   lose.   The   cologne   he   sprayed   on   wasn't   the   one   his   husband   chose   for   him   for   the   wedding,   it   felt   inappropriate   to   him.   When   he   got   Pollito's   leash,   the   pup   was   still   in   front   of   the   door,   whining   dramatically.   ❝I   know,   Pollito.   We'll   leave   soon.❞   Benji's   phone   buzzed   and   reminded   Benji   that   it   was   still   in   the   living   room.   Quickly,   he   rushed   over   to   grab   it   and   read   the   message   on   the   screen.   This   was   when   he   started   smiling   a   bit.   ❝Let's   go,   Pollito.❞   Benji   put   his   phone   away,   grabbed   the   keys,   and   opened   the   door   after   turning   all   the   lights   off.   The   German   Shepherd   dashed   out   right   away   while   Benji   was   still   busy   locking   the   doors   behind   him.

Pollito   ran   over   to   Amaru   with   his   new   tennis   ball   in   his   mouth,   his   tail   wagging   in   happiness   as   he   approached   Amaru   in   the   speed   of   light.   ❝Pollito!   No   jumping!!!❞   Benji   yelled   out   even   before   the   dog   could   think   about   jumping   at   Amaru.   The   dog   stopped   in   his   tracks,   but   then   he   almost   wanted   to   take   his   front   paws   off   the   ground.   ❝Pollito   Puppiccino   Montserrate!❞   Benji's   scolding   was   enough   for   Pollito   to   stay   down   and   just   bump   his   head   against   Amaru's   hand   for   a   greeting.

The   entire   time,   Benji   stood   behind   on   the   porch   after   locking   the   doors   properly.   Now   that   Pollito   was   under   control   he   could   finally   lay   his   eyes   on   Amaru.   He   looked   good,   especially   the   way   he   wore   his   hair   really   suited   him   well.   Benji   felt   his   heart   flutter   a   little   bit   even   though   he   knew   that   it   was   wrong   all   the   way.   He   just   stood   there,   watching.   Benji   didn't   even   know   how   long   he   just   stared   and   waited.   Maybe   it   was   until   their   eyes   met.   This   was   when   Benji's   legs   started   moving.   He   almost   ran   down   the   porch,   closed   the   distance   between   them,   and   jumped   right   on   Amaru's   hip   as   he   hugged   the   other. // @inscnityclub

[acquagalaxies]

ᶠʳᵉᵈᵈⁱᵉ ᴹᵉʳᶜᵘʳʸ & ᴹᵒⁿᵗˢᵉʳʳᵃᵗ ᶜᵃᵇᵃˡˡé ⁻ ᴮᵃʳᶜᵉˡᵒⁿᵃ ⁽ᴸⁱᵛᵉ ᵃᵗ ᴷᵘ ᶜˡᵘᵇ ᴵᵇⁱᶻᵃ, ¹⁹⁸⁷⁾

[actualsoyboy]

got distracted from writing and spent like 10 minutes comparing non-italicized vs italicized periods and for the most part they are actually different (Georgia, for example, isn’t but these four are) so don’t forget to control-i after you finish your italicized word at the end of a sentence before the period so you don’t get a period that is clearly italicized when it shouldn’t be

[tindomielthings]

turigaltravels

Palacio de Montserrate, Sintra, Portugal

[salemcer]

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