tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39268827968105724422012-01-27T13:19:04.397-08:00álbum fotográficoirishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-66418098019651689482008-07-11T14:34:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:46:12.538-07:00<div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;">... chegada a lisboa...<br /><br />... home sweet home...</span><br /><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ivczMBAgc/SG8hPJFovTI/AAAAAAAABts/cNbew89GyD0/s1600-h/home+sweet+home.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219427037167009074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ivczMBAgc/SG8hPJFovTI/AAAAAAAABts/cNbew89GyD0/s400/home+sweet+home.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="321px" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-6641809801965168948?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-70244281992160438562007-09-04T22:58:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:46:30.568-07:00<div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;">... e depois há lugares assim, que fazem o charme de uma cidade ... e que fazem com que alguns dias e algumas pessoas se tornem inesquecíveis...</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ivczMBAgc/Rt3Gq5yZAwI/AAAAAAAAAv0/zRJmBoasxMM/s1600-h/genova+prédio+colorido.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106455992876991234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ivczMBAgc/Rt3Gq5yZAwI/AAAAAAAAAv0/zRJmBoasxMM/s400/genova+pr%C3%A9dio+colorido.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="350px" /></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-7024428199216043856?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-22677764305304289542007-08-03T18:26:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:46:52.633-07:00<div align="center">... gosto tanto de janelas com portadas...<br /><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RrNYmUO_CdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GWDjPeQ8otI/s1600-h/Bayonne+007.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094513018775996882" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RrNYmUO_CdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GWDjPeQ8otI/s400/Bayonne+007.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400px" /> </a>baiona <br /><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-2267776430530428954?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-54053539755824216472007-08-02T10:50:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:47:19.460-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RrGaRkO_CSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pOqlMz9HHeg/s1600-h/Bayonne+008.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094022280107723042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RrGaRkO_CSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pOqlMz9HHeg/s400/Bayonne+008.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400px" /></a> há lugares que me deixam sem respiração…<br /><br />interior de um prédio na parte histórica de baiona.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-5405353975582421647?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-86210319948602909012007-07-23T11:56:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:47:41.125-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RqR7C3Kue6I/AAAAAAAAADM/4DhySsGjqAk/s1600-h/pic+nic+Ã%20+la+sassière+033.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090328767934397346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RqR7C3Kue6I/AAAAAAAAADM/4DhySsGjqAk/s400/pic+nic+%C3%A0+la+sassi%C3%A8re+033.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400px" /></a> pic-nic à la sassière</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-8621031994860290901?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-18682812150974569452007-07-12T18:41:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:48:06.782-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RpZZXJxwRJI/AAAAAAAAACc/1QUnWzBBC_k/s1600-h/au+murier+016.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086351083458020498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RpZZXJxwRJI/AAAAAAAAACc/1QUnWzBBC_k/s400/au+murier+016.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400px" /></a> ... e viver numa casa desta cor, com flores à janela e que se chama "au murier"...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-1868281215097456945?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-64981160880359143612007-07-01T12:02:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:48:35.757-07:00<div align="center"><strong>momento </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">(s.m. o mais breve período em que o tempo se pode dividir; instante; pouca duração; tempo ou ocasião em que alguma coisa se faz ou acontece; ocasião oportuna; lance; circunstância; peso; importância.)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/Rod7UdAC8gI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZkJXFjNtsk8/s1600-h/férias+maio+2007+239.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082166295823315458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/Rod7UdAC8gI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZkJXFjNtsk8/s400/f%C3%A9rias+maio+2007+239.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="300px" /></a><br /><div align="center">lisboa, porta da estação do rossio.</div><div align="center">(segunda-feira, hora de ponta) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-6498116088035914361?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926882796810572442.post-57134622095171577732007-06-26T13:40:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:49:03.750-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RolcqdAC8hI/AAAAAAAAABs/NmSkASywgUU/s1600-h/férias+maio+2007+088.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082695538873397778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5226QEjnYI/RolcqdAC8hI/AAAAAAAAABs/NmSkASywgUU/s400/f%C3%A9rias+maio+2007+088.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400px" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">“caminhávamos os três pelo feriado.<br />- olha aquele pedaço de azulejo ali – apontava A.<br />e havia o pedaço de azulejo na esquina, a renda sobre janelas em ogiva, golpes de céu azul, jacarandás. junho em lisboa, que esplendor.”</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: #333333;"><em>alexandra lucas coelho<br />viagens com bolso</em>, jornal <em>público</em>, suplemento ípsilon, sexta-feira 15 de junho de 2007</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926882796810572442-5713462209517157773?l=oqueviramosmeusolhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025019752193552634noreply@blogger.com1