Cascais Capers #PortugalPlots #28DaysInPortugal

If you were roaming around aimlessly on the streets of the fishing village of Cascais near Lisbon yesterday, you would have seen a strange sight- a man and a bear hugging each other in public.

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That’s me, by the way, the big, fat one.

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OK OK, I understand, not enough information.

I’m the brown one.

I get it, still not enough info.

OK, so I’m the hairy one.

Oh God, how do I explain

Aah, got it. I am the one wearing the sunglasses. All clear now? Can I please continue? Thank you.

Coming back to my story, the bear in the picture is Bruno, my best friend. And we are not hugging in the picture, I am trying to hold him back, because he is hell-bent on attacking his enemies all on his own.

“Have you gone crazy, Bruno?” I almost shouted at him.

“I’ve never been saner in my life,” he replied in a deep voice, which, to be fair, is his normal voice.

“But you can’t expect to go up against so many of them and win,”  I tried again.

“You don’t understand, do you,” he said plaintively, “It’s MY castle, and they took it from me by treachery. I have the blood of generations of martial killing machines in my veins, I can’t let my ancestors down like this. I’m going to reclaim my castle, so what if I am alone.”

“You are not alone my friend ” I said, hugging him again, “we shall do it together.”

And so, together, as one, we ran through the streets of Cascais, crossed the pretty squares…

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stopping only to grab some sardines from the table of a hugely-surprised tourist

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and finally, found ourselves at the beach.

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“Are you sure about this?” Bruno asked me.

“Let’s do it,” I grinned and replied.

And then, taking a few steps back, we ran, and jumped, straight on to the beach, to reclaim Bruno’s sand castle from the kids who had won it from him in a game of cards.

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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