home in aveiro...

was wondering, if there were ever a place in europe which i will call "home", i think aveiro (portugal) will be it... not so much of the time spent there, but it's just a feeling that i get whenever i am there...

to see an old lady riding past, and i immediately recognize her as the lady from the market selling vegetables, and oh, not to mention that she probably owns 50% of the land behind the university...

make my way to the resturant below, and the lady owner will chat with me as if she had known me for a long time...

jog along the lagoon during the evening, and that feeling of wind blowing gently against my face makes me feel happier instantly regardless of how bad the day was earlier...

awoken by the dogs barking relentlessly during my afternoon naps reminds me of the numerous occassions that happened during my earlier stay...

go for coffee whenever leandro is at home, and that me will try to make out the sports headlines of the portuguese newspapers...

every little thing feels so familiar, and so comfortable...