mom and dad and lisbon...and sarah??

So...the family vacation, part deux. I've already written about Lisbon. And vacation with the parents. So really, what more is there to talk about? The double-date parental vacation! What in the world is that, you ask? Only when you and one of your closest friends go on vacation to the same place, at the same time, and stay at the same hotel...and each of you is with your parents. Hurrah! So, with my parents, I did all the Lisbon-y things that you do: Go to Sintra to see the fairytale castles, go to Bélem to see the Monastery and the Tower and to eat the awesome pastries, walk around Lisbon and check out the fabulous food. Then, with Sarah, the plan was that we would go out, which we would have, had she not had pneumonia and had I not been a disaster with legs. Life happens. Anyway. We DID have one big group dinner, which was fun and bizarre simaltaneously. After living by yourself, without your friends knowing your parents or family structure, it's almost overwhelming for everyone to meet each other. It helps, for my parents at least, to put a face on this Sarah character, who bakes muffins and engages in bakery eating contests in far-off Italy. And it was great to meet Sarah's dad and step-mom, since I feel like I know so much about them. And of course, the food was awesome. Awesomely gigantic. My mom got some kind of pork loin, and it could have fed all of us. That's not an exageration. After eating as much as she could and giving away slices to everyone, she still had five slice on her plate. Five, thick, saucy slices. After rolling back to our hotel (Lisbon is very hilly), we awoke early the next morning, and said a bittersweet goodbye. It's great to see my parents, but it's always hard to say good-bye. Big BESOS!