MADEIRA:
Funchal Chapel
Madeira Casino
The Beatles Yacht...REALLY!
Old Men + Dominos = Really Serious and Mad Old Men
Trying out the free fruit at the fruit market.
Sliding down a hill...
...a really long and steep hill!
Going Swimming! In natural pools!
Something you can't do as a missionary!
Sister Dantas' famous lasagna.
She just got back from being in the hospital the day before!
We are still up on the board!
The Machico Branch
Dantas Family
Ponte di San Lorenzo
Going on a hike
The end of the hike
The water was ice cold!
Santana...old typical homes of Madeira
LISBON:
View from Cristo Rei
Cristo Rei
Are we in San Fran or Lisbon?
Torre de Belem
Torre de Belem, the tower that used to guide the sailors during Portugal's heyday of exploration. The King and Queen would stand on the top of the tower to cheer on Vasco De Gama, Ferdinand Magellan, and other explorers as they departed.
We got to visit a Carriage Museum in Lisbon...
This is the carriage that carried the pope back in the day.
This is the carriage for the princesses!
Heaven in a pastry!
The main gate to Lisbon
A Lucci-sized car
This is the place where Pres. Monson dedicated
Portugal for the Preaching of the Gospel.
Behind us is the western most part of Europe.
On our way home we had a "made for movie" experience. A "Home Alone" experience to be exact. We flew into Newark from Lisbon. We were going to fly to Colorado and then to Salt Lake. Well, we did just that more or less.
When we reached Newark we had a 3 hour layover. While we were eating our airport pizza the skies darkened and a hurricane type rain started to come down. At first a few flights were being delayed 45 minutes or so. We were hoping that by the time our plane was going to leave everything would be fine. Then more and more flights were getting delayed with an unknown time of departures.
Then all airports in New Jersey/New York were shutdown with no incoming or outgoing flights. We were a little worried but we had a 2 hour layover in Denver so we thought we had some leeway. This went on for hours.
We landed in Denver and our plane to Salt Lake had already left. It was late at night and we just wanted to get home. We were planning on taking a bus or something to get to Salt Lake. After 3 weeks we wanted to get back to our home so badly. We felt like we needed to stop at the Service Desk of our airline and see if there was anything they could do. We told the man our story, he checked our tickets and saw that the airline had switched us to the last flight, that night, to Utah.
The kicker...it's scheduled to leave in 10 minutes and it's on the other side of the airport...literally! We took our flipflops off and ran through the airport like the McCallisters. They called the gate to let them know we were coming. We got there just in time. I felt like I was going to throw up on the lady at the gate. (Think of runnig a marathon with no previous training...it was a killer!) After all was said and done we were home a few hours after our scheduled time. Now when we watch "Home Alone" we will know exactly how they felt! :)
Fun!
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