It's 19 months since we last set out to wander slowly back down to the Algarve.that was useful . when we first went down there, you couldn't buy ready planed timber so you had to buy rough sawn wood ,then take it to a chippy who'd sort it into planed boards and mouldings . luckily we'd lived in France so i could communicate with these guys ,who enjoyed speaking in French anyway ! putting up a shelf could involve driving 60k and waiting a week ,but that was the pace of life
It gave us a chance to dust down our French and Spanish, and Jenny's German.
I was only thinking, (In English ), how little Portuguese, we're speaking, since lockdown.. No socialising, just hurried shopping.
If we're looking for something unfamiliar, we take a photo, and show it.
The supermarket, butcher and green grocery, are just routine transactions and contactless, in every way. Masks don't help.
The longest conversation we have is with the chatterbox lady in the village newsagents. If there's not a queue outside the door, she'll talk about the weather and maybe some local gossip/ news.
We're not meeting any visiting foreign motorhomes, and have only just started visiting cafes and restaurants, this week... Outdoors, of course.
We chat to family and friends online.. which is a Godsend