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My Portuguese Farm
A dream without action, stays a dream.
It started with a dream.
I grew up on a farm and wanted to be a farmer one day. Unfortunately, at that time, women were not accepted into agricultural college. I went into teaching instead, but that dream…that dream…that dream never left me.
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In 2020 I decided to make my dream a reality.
Portugal chose me.
I’ve traveled widely and looked at different options, different countries. I looked at the pros and cons of each. But I kept going back to Portugal.
Portugal had everything I was looking for. A place where I could grow old and fulfill my dream.
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