Countdown to MockingJay-The third book in the Hunger Games Trilogy

Monday, August 23, 2010

Moving!

Greetings to all (Three) of my blog followers! Just thought you might want to know, I will be focusing my efforts mainly on my new blog, Photogeniosity. The address is photogeniosity.blogspot.com Check it out!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Portugal: A Summary.

     As some of my faithful followers of my blog may have noticed, I haven't been updating my blog on the trip to Portugal. For this, I apologize. I don't have an excuse, but I do have a reason. Every night, we would arrive home around ten and be so tired that we watched TV for a few minutes then went to sleep. This leaves no time for blogging. Other times may have been available, but I wasn't feeling that into it. Now, here is a summary.
     We saw many intruiguging sights in Portugal. Some scared me, and some amazed me. I'll give you an example of each. I choose the Moorish Castle for scary.
     The Moorish Castle is an ancient castle that has been around for about twelve-hundred years. It has typical battlements as well as many high towers. I climbed to the tallest tower and almost passed out while doing it, as you can see in the video below. The Moorish Castle made me think, In America, they wouldn't even let people up here! Somebody would fall and sue the keepers of the castle! I realized how different things are!
     For my amazing thing, I choose the Presbyterian churches. These guys are roses among thorns! Lots of the surrounding Catholic churches that draw the big crowds are not teaching the truth. Lots about  prosperity Gospel, money, and earthly stuff is preached there. One church member gave us an example of this. That was that on Easter Morning, a "sermon" was preached about money. ON EASTER MORNING!
     This is what really amazes me about the true churches. God gives selected people enough sense to realize what's going on at the Catholic churches, even when what they're hearing there may sound good,  and he gives them the will to do something about it and start places like Campo De Ourique that have good pastors that preach the true Word! That, my friends (Lol, John McCain reference), is what The Great Comission is all about!
     That is only a single rock in the entirely rock-paved roads that cover Portugal. (metaphorically, of course! Although, I did bring home an actual rock!) Check back for more!
Me risking life and limb for you, the viewer. Please, hold your applause.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

A Busy Monday

On Monday, I got my first real taste of Portugal. We awoke, took the metro (subway) to downtown Lisbon, and did many fun things there. First, we walked around the city and explored the main square. Then we ventured into the hills to see St. George´s Castle. It had some great views!! Then we Ate a pretty bad lunch at some restaurant close to the castle.  After that, we came down from the hills and walked around the main road in Lisbon where all the shops and stores are. Then we rode the Lift. It´s a hundred-year-old elevator that takes passengers straight up to the sky and provides a beautiful view of Lisbon. After that, we took a peaceful metro ride home to relax in our apartment.

A beautiful view of the street below from the Lift.

Monday, May 31, 2010

On Portugal's Main Tourist Street

That store was a combination of Abercrombie and a Gypsy hut. Mainly Gypsy hut.

In Portugal's Main Square

The wind was blowing my hair like crazy!

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Today-What a Day...

Today, a lot happened. We went to one church service at eleven a.m. which got out at two, and met one of the members of the church's daughters and taught them Rock-Paper-Scissors which they became amazingly obsessed with (they were ages 6 and 8). Then someone asked Dad to preach the same sermon that he had just preached again later that night at five at another church. We ate a terribly rushed lunch at Cafe Mel Kia before someone picked us up to take us to the next church. Before the five o'clock sermon, we had to sit through an hour-long Sunday school lesson that was spoken in Portugese. I didn't understand a single word which made it quite boring. After five-o'clock church, we came back to the apartment and cooked a frozen pizza. Now we are watching Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark which has amazing distracting Portugese subtitles. And here it is at nine p.m. in Portugal (6 hours ahead of USA Central time). Bohn Noite (Good night!)!






These were the two girls that we met at the first church. They spoke no English but were very sweet!

At Cafe Mel Kia in Portugal