Greetings from sunny (and hot) Lisboa. We arrived here this morning at 9am after a rather uncomfortable six hour flight with an hour or so of delays in sunny Newark. We didn’t get much sleep on the plane, so the Mrs is conked out on the bed here in our room. Me? I’ll sleep when I get home.

We met a nice older Portuguese couple in the boarding area in Newark and spent most of the hour delay talking about restaurants and sights that they thought we’d like. He told me I had to stop at a cafe outside the Rossio (the main square in Lisboa) and have a shot of Ginginha, Not sure what it is, but he said if I could still walk afterwards there were nice restaurants on the same street. So, I’ll probably pass on that. (No I won’t.)

We’re staying in a place called Zuzabed — a bed and breakfast on a hill filled with restaurants. All the windows in the room are open and it smells like my old apartment in Montclair — food smells from restaurants, not bachelor pad smells. We’ve got free WIFI in the room, too, so it’s all good.

So, we’ll crash for a bit more in the room here and then go out and explore a bit and find a good place to eat dinner. I’ve already taken some photos so I hope to get ‘em on Flickr soon enough. This place is a photographer’s dream. Beautiful architecture, tiles, colors, etc. Interestingly, it’s also covered in graffiti.

OK, I’m gonna go see if my euro power converter works and try to charge this thing. More later.

Adeus (I think that’s goodbye, Heck, I’ve only been here for 8 hours…)

After playing the role of peacekeeper between my slurve mail server and Jamie’s Palm TX for about an hour, we’re finally set up to send/receive e-mails on the road. The combination of built-in wifi on the Palm and one of these snazzy bluetooth mini keyboards makes for a pretty slick travel setup that I’m sure you’re all very excited about. It’s much better than lugging my MacBook around Europe … or sitting in a internet cafe typing away on a Packard Bell desktop. It’s good to be a geek.

Yes, I am. And the Mrs. and I are off on a little jaunt to Europe. Why did I quit? It’s a long story, so I’ll fill you in later. Why Europe? Because there’s Matador Mix there.