The “lost continent” of Atlantis? Some think this island, 700 miles from Portugal in the Atlantic, might be just that. We board the tour bus and in 50 minutes we’ve climbed 6000 feet up steep narrow curving roads through charming villages to the top of the mountain. On the north side of the island we look down over the cloud covered ravines and the jagged peaks. To the south we can see all the way to the Funchal Harbor where our tiny ship is docked. A Peruvian musician plays the pan flute. The air is chill and the wind fierce, and the landscape reminds me of photos of Machu Picchu.
On our way down we stop for tea and cakes in a small hotel and then in town we sample the local Madeira blends at a wine lodge. After the tour, Richard and I catch the shuttle into town and walk the streets. The black and white mosaic sidewalks, old decorated buildings, abundant flowers, aquamarine sea, and interesting looking people provide a sightseer’s delight as we sit at a café sipping drinks provided by the Euros so generously given to us by Troupe Ala Nar. Obrigada ladies(thanks in Portuguese). Back to the ship we’re off across the Atlantic Ocean for five days at sea. Next stop Bermuda.
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Sherry Brier: Dancing, teaching, directing, performing, writing, traveling, choreographing, and living dance.
