On Sunday morning I swear I’ve seen Robin Hood escaping through dangerous waters:
I was about to call the Sheriff but there were too many foreigners gathered for a canoeing competition along the river and I lost track of him. So, my friend Louise and I headed to the city horrified as we definitely needed some lunch…
And then we spotted him again, near the castle, and I’m sure he run and hide in here:
I did try to find him once more but there were too much Ale on the way, Real ones, and I couldn’t get rid of them.
But then, you see, things turn around and here I was… There is where I committed horrid crimes against the nature yesterday:
There is probably not an inch of grass in place anymore and Robin Hood might soon come to chase me…
Well, I’ve been advised that Nottingham is a very dangerous place to visit. My arms can tell you, ouch! :-)
Picture SNOWSHOEING IN SANTA FE (NEW MEXICO, USA, March 2010)
Vicky Mundo Afora ou Mundoafora? Nao importa. É vida de imigrante. O mundo eh tao grande. Por que deveria passar minha vida inteira no Rio de Janeiro? Preciso viver e falar outras linguas, viver com e como outras pessoas. Um dia eu volto. Para onde? Ora, para casa. Onde eh casa mesmo?
Picture credits on this blog go to my lovely husband, who has never enough of beautiful and interesting views all over the world. If a picture is not his, it will be linked to its original source.