Perhaps I was a sailor in one of my past lives because I’ve always been fascinated by boats and ports. There’s an eternal coming and going – coming from the unknown and disappearing into the unknown.

And when you sit over a cup of local tea (remember, Sao Miguel is the only place in Europe where they produce tea) by the port in Ponta Delgada, you suddenly forget about the hectic world we are living in. You can follow the waves along their journey to the coast. You can observe the colourful fishing boats returning with their catch with many hungry seagulls hovering above them like a cloud.

There are also a few giant tankers and some rich yachts, and you are occasionally surprised by a massive cruise liner, which come and stay for an afternoon before they sail off again to new horizons.

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