Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Watchman in Lourinhã is no joke. I woke up, sun blazin’ through my window on Rua da Liberdade. Thought it was gonna be chill, y’know? Just another day watchin’ over the streets, but nah, not today!
First off, I hit up the café on Rua 1º de Maio. Best bica in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my coffee, and this dude walks in, right? He’s got a surfboard under his arm. In Lourinhã, that’s normal, but this guy? He’s like, “I just surfed at Praia da Areia Branca!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s freezing!” But he’s all hyped, talkin’ about the waves. I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my coffee, man!
Then, boom! I get a call. Some kid’s gone missing near the Museu da Lourinhã. My heart drops. I sprint over there, dodgin’ tourists and their cameras. Like, chill, people! This is serious! I get to the museum, and there’s a crowd. Parents are freakin’ out. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside? I’m a mess.
I start askin’ around. “Anyone seen a kid? Like, small, brown hair?” And this lady’s like, “He was just here!” I’m thinkin’, great, just great. I’m about to lose my job over some kid who can’t stay put.
So, I’m searchin’ the streets. I hit up Rua da Esperança, then over to Praça do Município. I’m shoutin’ his name like a madman. “Pedro! Where are you, man?” I swear, I’m about to lose it.
Finally, I spot him! He’s at the ice cream shop, chillin’ with a cone. I’m like, “Dude, you scared the life outta me!” He just laughs, like it’s no big deal. Kids, man. They don’t get it.
After that, I’m feelin’ a mix of relief and anger. I mean, how do you just wander off? But hey, at least he’s safe. I grab a gelato myself. Gotta treat the Watchman, right?
Then, I head over to the beach. Praia da Areia Branca is packed. I sit on the sand, watchin’ the sunset. It’s beautiful, man. The sky’s all orange and pink. I’m thinkin’, maybe this job ain’t so bad after all.
But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my gelato! I’m like, “No way!” I chase it down the beach, lookin’ like a fool. People are laughin’. I’m just tryin’ to get my dessert back!
Finally, the bird drops it. I’m covered in sand, but I laugh it off. Gotta have a sense of humor, right?
As the sun sets, I walk back through the streets. Lourinhã’s got this vibe, y’know? The old buildings, the cobblestones, the smell of the sea. It’s home.
I get back to my post, and I’m exhausted. But I’m happy. I helped find that kid. I survived a seagull attack. And I got to see the sunset.
Tomorrow’s another day. Who knows what’ll happen? But for now, I’m just a Watchman, chillin’ in Lourinhã, livin’ the dream.