<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8482456</id><updated>2026-08-11T06:08:33.534-03:00</updated><category term="querido diário"/><category term="na bagagem"/><category term="divagando"/><category term="divã"/><category term="com açúcar e com afeto"/><category term="tweeties"/><category term="cybermundo"/><category term="dona encrenca"/><category term="pseudocoolt"/><category term="musicalizando"/><category term="borocoxô"/><category term="nas palavras alheias"/><category term="o amor é lindo"/><category term="padecendo no paraíso"/><category term="riscando a lista"/><category term="mulherzinha"/><category term="na cozinha"/><category term="Portugal"/><category term="indigesto"/><category term="poetando"/><category term="Argentina"/><category term="França"/><category term="Holanda"/><category term="Minas Gerais"/><category term="Peru"/><category term="Rio Grande do Sul"/><category term="Chile"/><category term="São Paulo"/><category term="Uruguai"/><category term="do it yourself"/><category term="nota mental"/><category term="opinião"/><category term="Bélgica"/><category term="Rio de Janeiro"/><category term="Brasília"/><category term="Ceará"/><category term="Espírito Santo"/><category term="Sergipe"/><category term="pra posteridade"/><title type='text'>Rotina dos meus desejos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Paloma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133679638420158764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAzyMqwENhJCW645AByEx-l5ByL9wqy9fI93ccFydnqwlAMpL3ZAnL-ZWxIirKu9L_5TVYqaSMcbeRGwXm6FzQkt984BnJif7gO3XKX9Prj6_vjW02BWVbZwJrTtizsPw/s220/DSC_6183+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>535</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8482456.post-5150449613080663311</id><published>2017-05-01T21:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2017-05-01T21:35:39.954-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chile"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="na bagagem"/><title type='text'>Santiago, dia 2 - 01.04.2014</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Não cumprimos toda a programação do dia, mas o passeio foi bem legal!&lt;/div&gt;
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Começamos o dia pegando o funicular do Cerro San Cristóbal para o zoológico. O sol estava gostoso e a temperatura agradável. O zoológico é bem bacana e Lulu curtiu bastante! Tem uma boa variedade de bichos e sua posição proporciona algumas vistas da cidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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Depois do zoo, subimos novamente o funicular para o Santuário da Imaculada Conceição. De lá a vista é linda e o lugar tem uma energia boa.&lt;/div&gt;
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Do Santuário, descemos o funicular de novo (para o desespero de Lulu, que morreu de medo) e seguimos andando para La Chascona, &lt;i&gt;aka&lt;/i&gt; Casa de Pablo Neruda. O ingresso custava na época 4.000 pesos por adulto. Vale a pena pegar o áudio-guia, cheio de informações preciosas.&lt;/div&gt;
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A poucos minutos de caminhada, fomos até o famoso Como Água para Chocolate para almoçar. O restaurante é bonito, o atendimento foi ótimo e a comida idem. Os pratos são enormes e o preço bem mais justo que os do Giratorio.&lt;/div&gt;
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Para fazer a digestão, demos uma voltinha pelos arredores e pegamos um táxi de volta pra casa.&lt;/div&gt;
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Chegamos em Santiago às 11h. O desembarque no aeroporto foi um terror, por causa do assédio dos taxistas. Nos sentimos quase em um corredor polonês!&lt;/div&gt;
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Pegamos um táxi para a nossa hospedagem por 20.000 pesos. Mais uma vez optamos por ficar em um apartamento e esse (&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.booking.com/hotel/cl/apartrentstgo.pt-br.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;City Inn&lt;/a&gt;) ainda com a vantagem de ter serviço de camareiras. A localização é excelente no quesito facilidades, mas no meio de uma selva de pedras! No início nem gostei muito desse bairro de Providência, só por conta disso.&lt;/div&gt;
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Deixamos nossas coisas e fomos almoçar no famoso Giratório, que ficava bem pertinho. Tirando o fato de girar, não vi nada demais no restaurante. Meu ceviche estava abaixo da média e o preço é bem salgado. Beto achou seu carpaccio muito bom, mas o prato principal também estava mediano. Não curti. #souchatamesmo&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Saímos de lá em direção ao Parque das Esculturas, mas o Google Maps nos enganou. Fomo então em direção ao Parque Metropolitanos para ver o Jardim Botânico e o Jardim Japonês, mas só conseguimos ver o primeiro (o segundo permaneceu um mistério, já que o parque é muito mal sinalizado e cansamos de nos perdermos nas subidas do Cerro San Cristóbal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mesmo cansados, passamos no supermercado, e fomos pra casa descansar! #agentesemprepassanomercado&lt;/div&gt;
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Três anos atrás nós fomos ao Chile. Eu estava grávida de Diego e Lulu prestes a completar 3 aninhos. No período antecedente, eu estava trabalhando muito, então, quem fez todo o planejamento da viagem foi Beto. Não sei exatamente por isso, mas essa é uma viagem da qual não tenho muitas lembranças...&lt;/div&gt;
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Achei Santiago uma cidade meio sem graça. Na verdade, é covardia conhecê-la depois de Buenos Aires, Lima e Montevideo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Mas, apesar dos três anos e poucas lembranças, nessa viagem eu consegui fazer minhas anotações (o que não fiz mais nas viagens posteriores) e com a ajuda delas e das fotos, farei o meu registro aqui. Aqui, meu caderno de memórias e fonte de consulta para amigos e desconhecidos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Saímos de Tiradentes e seguimos para BH. Para nossa viagem não ficar tão cansativa, resolvemos dormir uma noite por lá e reservamos um quarto no &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.booking.com/hotel/br/thess-suites-cidade-nova.pt-br.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Ímpar Suites&lt;/a&gt;. O quarto era muito limpo e confortável e bem equipado, mas o atendimento foi muito, muito ruim. Fiquei extremamente decepcionada, porque o hotel é super bem avaliado no Booking, mas não demos sorte. Ainda bem que ficamos uma noite só.&lt;/div&gt;
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Aproveitamos esse último dia para conhecer dois dos principais pontos turísticos de &lt;i&gt;Belzonte&lt;/i&gt;: a lagoa da Pampulha (que eu já conhecia) e o mercado central.&lt;/div&gt;
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Aquela região da Pampulha é muito bonita, mas não sei se foi por conta do horário, estava bem deserta - teve uma hora que até fiquei com um medinho...&lt;/div&gt;
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De lá fomos para o Mercado, mas não tiramos fotos. Confesso que me decepcionei um pouco porque achei o local pequeno, os boxes todos muito parecidos, com os mesmos produtos. Também, a gente acaba ficando com aquela referência do Mercadão de São Paulo, né? Aí fica difícil competir!&lt;br /&gt;
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Nosso quarto dia de viagem* começou com um passeio a São João del Rei. A cidadezinha fica a cerca de meia hora de Tiradentes. Não considero um local imperdível no roteiro, mas rendeu lindas fotos de Lulu!&lt;/div&gt;
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É também uma cidade um pouco maior e mais urbana, então, o deslocamento entre os pontos de interesse fica melhor de carro.&lt;/div&gt;
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O passeio acabou por tomar apenas um turno e voltamos para almoçar em Tiradentes. Depois do almoço resolvemos descansar para aproveitar um pouco melhor a noite. Valeu a pena!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tava um friozinho bom e comemos um fondue delicioso no &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.tripadvisor.com.br/Restaurant_Review-g737098-d4418093-Reviews-Monasterio_Gastronomia-Tiradentes_State_of_Minas_Gerais.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Monastério&lt;/a&gt;, para nos despedirmos dessa cidadezinha também deliciosa! Aliás, esse restaurante vale a pena! É lindo e aconchegante, ótimo para um jantar romântico (que não foi o nosso caso).&lt;/div&gt;
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Nosso terceiro dia de viagem começou com um passeio para Congonhas. Mais um dia lindo que favoreceu o passeio. A cidade estava meio vazia e chegando lá, fomos diretamente à&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Basílica do Senhor Bom Jesus de Matosinhos. Ela fica na parte mais alta da cidade e tem, na parte externa, as esculturas dos 12 profetas de Aleijadinho. De lá também se tem uma bonita vista da cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cerca de 2h de carro depois chegamos a Tiradentes e fomo procurar a nossa pousada. Ela estava muito bem avaliada no Booking, mas fica muito distante do centro e, numa cidade como Tiradentes, depender de carro é péssimo! A Pousada &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.booking.com/hotel/br/casa-de-maria-pousada.pt-br.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Casa de Maria&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;fica dentro de um condomínio residencial. É uma casa mesmo, com poucos quartos, todos amplos, mas com estrutura muito simples. Apesar da ótima recepção que tivemos pelo antigo proprietário, não é uma opção que eu recomendaria.&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu gostei muito da cidade. Ela é bem mais plana que Ouro Preto, o que torna os passeios menos cansativos. Também tem um clima de balneário, mesmo sem ter praia. Muitos turistas transitando, lojinhas, restaurantes etc. Pegamos um friozinho gostoso com dias de céu muito azul!&lt;/div&gt;
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À noite jantamos no &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.tripadvisor.com.br/Restaurant_Review-g737098-d4358572-Reviews-Templario-Tiradentes_State_of_Minas_Gerais.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Templário&lt;/a&gt;. A comida não era nada demais, mas as mesinhas do lado de fora com os aquecedores ligados são muito convidativas. Infelizmente, quando começou a música ao vivo, já estava na nossa hora de ir. Além do nosso cansaço, a pequerrucha já estava caindo pelas tabelas!&lt;/div&gt;
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Continuando nosso passeio por Ouro Preto*, o dia seguinte também foi de muito sol e céu azul. Nos perdemos pelas ladeiras, num passeio muito legal.&lt;/div&gt;
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Aproveitamos o dia para visitar a &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.tripadvisor.com.br/Attraction_Review-g303389-d2389271-Reviews-Casa_dos_Contos-Ouro_Preto_State_of_Minas_Gerais.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Casa dos Conto&lt;/a&gt;s, que tem entrada gratuita e muita coisa bacana para ser vista. Atrás do museu existe uma pequena trilha na mata, que também é interessante para os pequenos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Depois do passeio fomos à estação ferroviária pegar o trem para Mariana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Em Mariana almoçamos (não vale a pena indicar o restaurante) e saímos para um passeio a pé. O sol castigou bastante, especialmente subindo e descendo ladeira com muitos quilos no colo.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;À noite, mortos de cansaço, saímos apenas para comer alguma coisa. E comemos a pior pizza da vida! Ainda bem que nem me lembro o nome do local! Depois, só descansar, porque no dia seguinte ainda haveria muito a percorrer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Aqui em casa a gente trabalha muito. Trabalha e economiza. Economiza para custear a educação de nossos filhos e, &lt;i&gt;principalmente&lt;/i&gt;, viajar. Verbo, aliás, que está contido no nosso conceito de educação.&lt;/div&gt;
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Parafraseando Mario de Andrade, &lt;i&gt;viajar, verbo intransitivo&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;
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Essa introdução é só para dar um exemplo de um efeito tão singelo e tão arrebatador de uma viagem que são as reminiscências. Ainda ontem eu pedi uma comida pro almoço. Não consegui comer tudo e guardei pra Beto. Depois de comer e achar muito bom, ele me pergunta: essa caixinha (da embalagem) não te lembra outra comida que comemos em uma caixinha semelhante?&lt;/div&gt;
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Aqui a gente não come comida chinesa, então, lá fui eu viajar para 2008! Lua de mel, &lt;a href=&quot;http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com.br/2009/01/encore-paris.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Rue Mouffetard &lt;/a&gt;em Paris. A gente comendo uma massa deliciosa feita por um italiano que morou no Brasil. Comida boa, simples, barata, com direito a papo e simpatia. Lembrança feliz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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É isso que viagens fazem: transformam o banal. Uma embalagem traz uma lembrança. Uma lembrança revive uma felicidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Os nossos destinos de férias geralmente são escolhidos pela oportunidade. Uma combinação de passagens baratas com boas opções de hospedagem. Nessa viagem não foi diferente. Conseguimos passagens para BH por R$ 600,00 ida e volta, para nós três. E Lulu já tinha mais de dois anos. Resolvemos então conhecer as cidades históricas de Minas!&lt;/div&gt;
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Assim que chegamos em Confins, o aeroporto estava meio caótico e empoeirado por causa das obras para a Copa, mas pegamos logo o carro e seguimos diretamente para Ouro Preto. Embora a distância não seja tão grande, a viagem é demorada, pois a estrada é extremamente sinuosa. Quem senta no carona pode facilmente enjoar (no retorno, Lulu chegou a vomitar).&lt;/div&gt;
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Ouro Preto nos recebeu com um céu lindo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Nos hospedamos na &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.booking.com/hotel/br/pousada-minas-gerais.pt-br.html?aid=304142;label=gen173nr-1FCA8oggJCEXByb2ZpbGUvbXlhY2NvdW50SC1iBW5vcmVmaCCIAQGYAS24AQzIAQzYAQHoAQH4AQaSAgF5qAID;sid=41ffdeda0b379fd5bdd480a96da95d0f#availability&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Pousada Minas Gerais&lt;/a&gt;. A pousada é muito charmosa, com quartos amplos e bem perto do Centro. Como desvantagens, apenas o quarto frio e as escadas.&lt;/div&gt;
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Depois de deixarmos as bagagens, fomos passear pela cidade. O dia lindo colaborou bastante com a paisagem!&lt;/div&gt;
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Percorrer as ruas de Ouro Preto, apesar das ladeiras, é muito fácil. Pode-se conhecer a cidade num curtíssimo espaço de tempo, mas é gostoso entrar e sair de lojinhas, aproveitar os pátios e gramados, especialmente com crianças.&lt;/div&gt;
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A nossa decepção com a cidade foi no quesito gastronomia. Não sei se fomos mal orientados, mas só comemos bem em um único restaurante, que foi o &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.tripadvisor.com.br/Restaurant_Review-g303389-d1065099-Reviews-Bene_da_Flauta-Ouro_Preto_State_of_Minas_Gerais.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Bené da Flauta&lt;/a&gt;, onde jantamos logo no primeiro dia (mas é preciso preparar o bolso, pois é bem caro!).&lt;/div&gt;
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O último dia em terras lusitanas foi dedicado a conhecer Sintra. O dia estava feio e nós, cansados, de modo que o passeio pela cidade foi, na verdade, um passeio pelo Palácio da Pena e pelo Castelo dos Mouros. Não conhecemos o centro da cidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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O castelo dos Mouros é um castelo medieval, que fica no alto de um morro, de onde é possível avistar a cidade e também o Palácio da Pena. É um passeio muito legal, mas nesse dia ventava muito!&lt;/div&gt;
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Do Castelo dos Mouros, seguimos para o Palácio da Pena. Trata-se de um palácio bem diferente, colorido, com a mistura de vários estilos. É meio extravagante. Bonito para a visitação, mas não sei se exatamente de bom gosto...&lt;/div&gt;
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O percurso entre as duas cidades dura mais ou menos meia hora de carro. Sendo assim, mesmo quem não está com muito tempo, consegue dedicar um turno a esse passeio. Não considero imperdível, mas vale a pena!&lt;br /&gt;
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Este blog parou em junho de 2014. Quando eu ainda era mãe de apenas uma e já não dava conta de atualizar isso aqui como eu gostaria. Mas nunca quis abandonar o blog, especialmente pelos registros de como minha cabeça funcionava aos 20 e poucos e, mais ainda, pelos meus preciosos registros de viagem.&lt;/div&gt;
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É por esses, que tentarei voltar a escrever. Não tenho muita coisa manuscrita, mas queria ver por aqui três viagens importantes que vieram depois de Portugal: Estrada Real de Minas, Chile e Orlando. Se a memória colaborar, ainda vai rolar Alagoas, Goiás e um pouquinho de Ceará. O problema é que eu tenho TOC: não quero falar dessas sem terminar Portugal e sem seguir a ordem cronológica. Vamos ver no que vai dar!&lt;/div&gt;
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Mais um dia lindo. Realugamos o carro e fomos passear em Évora! A cidade é considerada patrimônio mundial pela Unesco e é linda.&lt;/div&gt;
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A viagem dura mais ou menos uma hora e meia. Vale a pena conhecer.&lt;/div&gt;
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Faz mais de um ano que voltei de Portugal e ainda não terminei o relato de viagem. O problema é que a partir desse dia não tenho mais nada escrito e vou ter que puxar as lembranças da memória e das fotos.&lt;/div&gt;
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Neste dia, fizemos uma parte do roteiro 1 sugerido por &lt;a href=&quot;http://nettoportugal.blogspot.com.br/2012/04/roteiro-turistico-de-lisboa-em-3-dias.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;este blog&lt;/a&gt;, o que foi muito produtivo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Pegamos o ônibus permitido pelo nosso ticket e saltamos no Parque Eduardo VII. Apesar do friozinho, o dia estava bonito. Tiramos fotos e deixamos Lulu à vontade para correr um pouco.&lt;/div&gt;
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De lá, descemos a Av. Liberdade e pegamos o elevador da Glória para o Bairro Alto, na Praça dos Restauradores. Já tínhamos passado pela praça algumas vezes, mas nunca tínhamos reparado o funicular!&lt;/div&gt;
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Esse passeio foi muito legal! O autor do roteiro sugere que seja fito em um turno, mas com criança, o tempo é outro. Fizemos em um dia quase inteiro, mas mesmo assim adoramos!&lt;/div&gt;
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Faz tempo que não venho aqui. Faz mais de um ano que voltei de Portugal e ainda não terminei as postagens. Depois disso, já fui pra Minas e pro Chile. Tem um monte de coisas pra registrar por aqui.&lt;/div&gt;
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Aliás, um monte de coisas aconteceu do final do ano passado pra cá. Entrei numa rotina louca, que acontece toda vez que sai edital de banco. Dando aula, como se não houvesse amanhã! No meio disso, passei no mestrado e me descobri grávida. Lulu crescendo e me encantando cada dia mais. 2014 começou bombando! Tô cansada, mas tô feliz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Há tanta vida lá fora, que o blog acaba ficando meio de lado, mas gosto de ver o registro de tantas passagens da minha vida por aqui. Vamos ver se consigo ir colocando as coisas em dia...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Os pais franceses não parecem ansiosos para que os filhos se adiantem. Não os forçam a ler, nadar nem fazer problemas de matemática antes da hora. Não tentam transformá-los em prodígios. Não tenho a impressão de que, secretamente ou não, estamos todos em uma corrida para ganhar um prêmio não revelado. Eles os matriculam em aulas de tênis, esgrima e inglês. Mas não exibem essas atividades como provas de serem bons pais. (...) Na França, o objetivo de matricular uma criança em uma aula de música no sábado de manhã não é para ativar uma rede neural. É para diversão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Chegamos de Óbidos e fomos devolver o carro. Pegamos um táxi (&quot;do lado errado&quot;) para o supermercado Pingo Doce para fazermos compras para os próximos dias.&lt;/div&gt;
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[Adorei a experiência de ficar em um apartamento. Com criança pequena, é muito bom. Além disso dá essa sensação de uma experiência próxima à vida dos locais.]&lt;/div&gt;
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Primeiro, o taxista disse que pegamos o táxi &lt;i&gt;do lado errado&lt;/i&gt; porque íamos para o sentido contrário do que ele estava indo (oi? não estávamos pedindo carona). Depois, um segurança do supermercado nos repreendeu já no caixa porque estávamos usando uma sacola que supostamente estava à venda. E para completar teve o motorista do Õnibus de sightseeing que me chamou de mentirosa (chegarei lá).&lt;/div&gt;
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Deixamos as compras em casa e fomos novamente almoçar na Praça do Comércio. Lá resolvemos comprar tickets para o Yellow Bus, que dava direito a 48h de transportes públicos, inclusive elevadores e bondes. Íamos pegar a linha azul do ônibus, mas o motorista não abriu a porta quando eu mostrei os tickets. Arrodeei para o lado do motorista para ele me explicar e ele me disse que teríamos que pegar o &lt;i&gt;autocarro &lt;/i&gt;em outra rua, pois ali não era ponto. Eu expliquei que o rapaz do balcão de vendas tinha me dito que pegaríamos o ônibus ali e ele me respondeu com um singelo &quot;&lt;i&gt;não, ele não disse&lt;/i&gt;&quot;. Sucedeu-se uma inacreditável discussão, que terminou com o gentil rapaz (#sqn) arrancando o ônibus. #ódio&lt;/div&gt;
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Voltei indignada para o balcão de vendas e vimos que houve um engano: aquela parada era do bonde (que ía para outro local) e não do ônibus. Eu queria uma coisa e o vendedor entendeu outra. Com cortesia tudo se resolveu e o rapaz até nos convenceu a pegar o bondinho e fizemos um tour pelos bairros antigos de Lisboa.&lt;/div&gt;
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É um vilarejo medieval, cujo centro é cercado de muralhas (dá para andar sobre elas!). O lugar é lindo e aconchegante.&lt;/div&gt;
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Assim que chegamos fomos almoçar para depois conhecer a vila. Resolvemos pernoitar por lá, mas depois nos arrependemos. Primeiro, porque o hotel que achamos era bem meia boca, com um aquecedor inoperante (e estava muito frio). Segundo, porque de noite não tem absolutamente nada para fazer! Inclusive, tivemos que jantar no mesmo lugar em que almoçamos.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;05.02.2013 terça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Acordamos mais cedo e fomos passear no Porto e em Vila Nova de Gaia. Apesar do céu azul, estava friozinho, então tivemos que encapotar Lulu bastante.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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O Porto é muito bonito, mas o passeio a pé cansa muito os despreparados fisicamente como eu! É muita ladeira, um sobe e desce sem parar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Livraria Lello e Irmão onde foram rodadas algumas cenas de Harry Potter. Não nos deixam fotografar lá dentro.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Atravessamos mais uma vez a ponte a pé e descemos em Vila Nova de Gaia. Visitamos a cave Ramos Pinto, degustamos um vinhozinho, compramos uns chocolates e depois fomos almoçar. Na beira do rio existem vários restaurantes e nós optamos pel&#39;O Bacalhoeiro. Eu não sou muito chegada em bacalhau, então pedi outra coisa, mas marido, que não nega as origens, gostou muito do seu.&lt;/div&gt;
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Para voltar ao Porto e descansar um pouquinho, fizemos a subida de teleférico, delícia!&lt;/div&gt;
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De tarde tiramos um cochilo até a hora do jantar. Fomo jantar lá na Ribeira, com uma linda vista de Gaia. O restaurante era bonito e aconchegante, com boa música. Mas não gostei da comida não!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;04.02.2013 segunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Depois de 3 meses sem postar e quase 7 meses após a viagem (já teve até outra depois), vim continuar a postagem de Portugal (o que seria de mim sem um diário de viagem???).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Arrumamos nossas coisas, pegamos um táxi e fomos até a locadora pegar o carro. O aluguel do carro em si é bem barato se feito pela &lt;a href=&quot;http://br.autoeurope.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;AutoEurope&lt;/a&gt;, mas os opcionais são bem mais caros que a locação, no nosso caso, GPS e cadeirinha. Demos mole de não levar nosso GPS, teríamos economizado uns 50 euros!&lt;/div&gt;
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A estrada pro Porto é muito, muito boa e muito bem sinalizada. O limite de velocidade é de 120 km/h (mas a gente acaba andando até em mais...). Como fica mais ao norte, estava frio por lá.&lt;/div&gt;
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O caminho para o hotel era simplesmente inacreditável! Se eu não tivesse lido as informações do &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.booking.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Booking&lt;/a&gt;. eu não iria acreditar que entrava carro ali!&lt;/div&gt;
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Naquilo que interessa ao turista, a cidade é pequena e fácil de se localizar. Isso não quer dizer fácil de andar! É ladeira para tudo que é lado e muito vento nessa época de inverno. Por outro lado, as vistas são lindas. Demos um breve passeio a pé após o almoço e acabamos voltando pro quartinho do hotel!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Para os soteropolitanos: não parece o Sulacap?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dá um medo danado andar nessa ponte, mas a vista é linda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Vista da Ponte D. Luís I: Vila Nova de Gaia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Vista da Ponte D. Luís I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Depois tem mais sobre o Porto!&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/feeds/6901561701765421315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/2013/09/portugal-4-dia-rumo-ao-porto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default/6901561701765421315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default/6901561701765421315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/2013/09/portugal-4-dia-rumo-ao-porto.html' title='Portugal - 4° dia - Rumo ao Porto!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SHqj46HJQxw/Ui8kU2gHHgI/AAAAAAAACfQ/shSgVHOlhH4/s72-c/IMG_7722.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8482456.post-8066105645097637774</id><published>2013-06-06T11:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T11:19:09.130-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cybermundo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="opinião"/><title type='text'>Polêmicas sobre o Estatuto do Nascituro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Ao abrir o facebook hoje, vi uma série de postagens de
mulheres indignadas com a aprovação do PL 478/2007 que trata do Estatuto do
Nascituro. Em linhas gerais a argumentação diz que “o feto vai ter mais
direitos que a mãe”, “se a mulher sofrer um aborto espontâneo, será investigada
pela polícia”, “a gravidez decorrente de estupro terá que ser levada adiante”
etc.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Muita calma nessa hora!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Li o Projeto de Lei e vejo que existem muitas
interpretações equivocadas a respeito do assunto. Temos que ter muita cautela
ao sair divulgando supostas verdades por aí, principalmente em redes sociais, onde
essas coisas se espalham em progressão geométrica.&lt;/div&gt;
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Vamos começar do começo: A Constituição é a norma máxima
do nosso país, que consagra valores fundamentais da nossa sociedade, especialmente
a dignidade da pessoa humana, a liberdade e a igualdade. Todas as normas
jurídicas abaixo da Constituição devem com ela guardar coerência. E a dignidade
é um direito de todos e não de um mais que de outro. &lt;/div&gt;
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Pois bem. O PL 478 pretende instituir o Estatuto do Nascituro,
reconhecendo-lhe alguns direitos. Muitos desses direitos já eram reconhecidos,
inclusive, por outras disposições legais, bem como pela doutrina e pela
jurisprudência. Veja-se, a título de exemplo, a possibilidade de recebimento de
alimentos gravídicos trazida pela Lei n.° 11.804/2008.&lt;/div&gt;
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As disposições preliminares do PL 478, que estão causando
tanto rebuliço, não trazem nenhuma novidade relevante. O art. 6° inclusive diz:
“Na interpretação desta lei, levar-se-ão em conta os fins sociais a que ela se
dirige, as exigências do bem comum, os direitos e deveres individuais e
coletivos, e a condição peculiar do nascituro como futura pessoa em
desenvolvimento.”&lt;/div&gt;
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O art. 13, um dos que vêm gerando polêmica, diz:&lt;/div&gt;
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Art. 13 O nascituro concebido em um ato de violência sexual
não sofrerá qualquer discriminação ou restrição de direitos, assegurando-lhe,
ainda, os seguintes:&lt;br /&gt;I – direito prioritário à assistência pré-natal, com acompanhamento
psicológico da gestante;&lt;br /&gt;II – direito a pensão alimentícia equivalente a 1 (um)
salário mínimo, até que complete dezoito anos;&lt;br /&gt;III – direito prioritário à adoção, caso a mãe não queira
assumir a criança após o nascimento.&lt;br /&gt;Parágrafo único. Se for identificado o genitor, será ele
o responsável pela pensão alimentícia a que se refere o inciso II deste artigo;
se não for identificado, ou se for insolvente, a obrigação recairá sobre o
Estado.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Vamos fazer uma análise cuidadosa. O que o artigo diz é
que o nascituro proveniente de um estupro não poderá sofrer qualquer tratamento
discriminatório nem restrição de direitos. &lt;u&gt;NÃO HOUVE QUALQUER REVOGAÇÃO DO
ART.128, II DO CÓDIGO PENAL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ou seja, a interrupção da gravidez decorrente de estupro,
com o consentimento da gestante, continua permitida. MAS, CASO A MÃE QUEIRA
PROSSEGUIR COM A GESTAÇÃO, ao nascituro serão assegurados todos os direitos.
Justo, não?&lt;/div&gt;
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Observe-se, inclusive, que junto ao PL 478 está apenso o
PL 1085/2011 que dispõe sobre a assistência para a mulher vítima de estupro que
vier a optar por realizar aborto legal.&lt;/div&gt;
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Outro artigo que, acredito, está causando confusão, é o
art. 23:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Art. 23 Causar culposamente a morte de nascituro.&lt;br /&gt;Pena – detenção de 1 (um) a 3 (três) anos.&lt;br /&gt;§ 1º A pena é aumentada de um terço se o crime resulta de
inobservância de regra técnica de profissão, arte ou ofício, ou se o agente
deixa de prestar imediato socorro à vítima, não procura diminuir as
consequências do seu ato, ou foge para evitar prisão em flagrante.&lt;br /&gt;§ 2º O Juiz poderá deixar de aplicar a pena, se as consequências
da infração atingirem o próprio agente de forma tão grave que a sanção penal se
torne desnecessária.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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A morte culposa é aquela decorrente de imprudência,
negligência ou imperícia. Assim, se um médico, num procedimento, fizer uma “barbeiragem”
e causar a morte do feto, ele responderá criminalmente por isso, inclusive com
a pena aumentada de 1/3. Se alguém avança o sinal vermelho e atropela uma
grávida, causando a morte do feto, também responderá criminalmente por isso. &lt;/div&gt;
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Agora, se uma mãe, por engano, ingere uma substância abortiva,
o sofrimento dela vale mais que uma pena e ela não responderá por isso. É isso
que o artigo diz. Justo, não?&lt;/div&gt;
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No mais, permanece a criminalização do aborto doloso, com
penas mais endurecidas e inclusão desse crime no rol de crimes hediondos. Isso
sim é um bom tema pra gente debater, o resto parece mais aquela brincadeira de telefone
sem fio.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando temos uma relação profissional que se mistura com relações pessoais, como amizade, tudo pode ficar bem mais difícil. Até porque o confronto de visões de mundo diferentes pode causar algum desconforto e mudança da visão que temos do outro...&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas até que esse é um bom exercício: lidar com as diferenças, saber separar as coisas. Será que vamos conseguir?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/feeds/3882539333233455598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/2013/04/hoje-tive-uma-reuniao-de-trabalho-bem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default/3882539333233455598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8482456/posts/default/3882539333233455598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rotinadosmeusdesejos.blogspot.com/2013/04/hoje-tive-uma-reuniao-de-trabalho-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8482456.post-7478195175996093965</id><published>2013-04-17T11:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-11-18T09:56:27.695-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="na bagagem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Portugal"/><title type='text'>Portugal - 3° dia - Lisboa e a Torre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;03.02.2013 domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Aproveitando a dica do guia que compramos (Publifolha, mas não é muito bom), tiramos o dia para visitar Belém. A boa dica é que aos domingos, os ingressos para as atrações não são cobrados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pegamos o &lt;i&gt;electrico &lt;/i&gt;n° 15 e demos um calote! #shameonus Sótínhamos moedas para uma passagem e a máquina não aceita cédulas - vexame total! Mas ninguém viu e ficou por isso mesmo...&lt;/div&gt;
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Lá em Belém as coisas são mais distantes do que supúnhamos, então, anda-se um bocadinho (e isso é relevante quando se tem 12kg de fofurice a tiracolo).&lt;/div&gt;
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Primeiro, visitamos a igreja e o mosteiro dos Jerônimos, que são muito bonitos! A igreja tem alguns vitrais (eu amo vitrais). A parte interna do mosteiro tem um pátio agradável e lá funciona também o museu de arqueologia nacional, que visitamos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saindo de lá, fomos ver de perto o Padrão dos Descobrimentos e a torre de Belém. O dia estava lindo e a paisagem toda à beira do Tejo é muito agradável. Lá há também parques e praças aproveitados por crianças e uma feirinha de antiguidades.&lt;/div&gt;
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Nosso passeio demorou bastante! Na volta, paramos nos famosos pastéis de Belém. Fizemos um lanche no lugar do almoço e trouxemos as delícias pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alguns restaurantes não abrem aos domingos, então, por indicação do guia, fomos comer na &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.google.com.br/url?sa=t&amp;amp;rct=j&amp;amp;q=&amp;amp;esrc=s&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;cd=5&amp;amp;cad=rja&amp;amp;ved=0CEEQFjAE&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tripadvisor.com.br%2FRestaurant_Review-g189158-d1067164-Reviews-Casa_do_Alentejo-Lisbon_Estremadura.html&amp;amp;ei=IKNuUZiONZGy8ASwvIBY&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNEj3kMWLKz10YdXV5w3_2OLog0rUQ&amp;amp;bvm=bv.45368065,d.eWU&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Casa do Alentejo&lt;/a&gt;. O restaurante fica numa peatonal, com muitos outros. É um casarão bem antigo e não tão bem cuidado, mas é interessante. O atendimento, diferente de todos os outros lugares que fomos até então, não foi nada cortês (o que depois eu veria não ser novidade em Portugal). Mas a comida era boa e com bons preços. Eu fui de bife de novilho com purê de batatas e espinafre e Beto foi de porco à Alentejana.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Desconfiança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Não sei se é só desconfiança ou se tem uma parcela de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;timidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Olhar forte, olhar que salta aos &lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #45818e;&quot;&gt;OLHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lindos cachos dourados de anjo. Sorriso sempre &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;franco &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e espontâneo. Coxas gordinhas e corridas desajeitadas. Pirraça e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: lime;&quot;&gt;dengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Personalidade forte, &lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;GENTILEZA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gratuita. Preguiça. Tagarelice. Concentração. &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMOR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;em abraços de desculpas e &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;beijos &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;babados. Confiança de que pode ir até onde nos alcança. Mesmo quando pega a bolsa e me diz &quot;&lt;b&gt;tchau, mamãe!&lt;/b&gt;&quot;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Te amo mais que tudo, minha doce Luíza!&lt;/div&gt;
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Acordamos cedo, tomamos &amp;nbsp;um delicioso café com as coisas que havíamos comprado no mercado e fomos a pé até o Castelo de São Jorge. Demos algumas voltas até encontrá-lo, mas pelo menos, demos umas voltas por Alfama. Passamos pela Catedral da Sé, que vemos pela nossa janela.&lt;/div&gt;
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O castelo fica no alto e oferece uma linda vista da cidade. O passeio é bem agradável. Quando saímos de lá, estávamos todos bem cansados e resolvemos voltar pra casa. Luíza dormiu e nós descansamos um pouco.&lt;/div&gt;
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De tarde, pegamos um táxi para o Parque das Nações, que é a parte moderna da cidade. Almoçamos um de-li-ci-o-so churrasco de peixe (sagro) no Sr. Peixe e fomos passear no Oceanário. Quando saímos de lá, pretendíamos passear no teleférico, mas ele estava fechado por causa do vento. O Parque das Nações é bem diferente do resto da cidade, mas o passeio à beira do rio é bem gostoso.&lt;/div&gt;
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Luíza dormiu no carrinho e nós demos um passeio rápido pelo shopping Vasco da Gama. Não achamos nada barato e pegamos nosso táxi de volta pra casa!&lt;/div&gt;
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