It is a delicious result of a news story by journalist Vanessa Fidalgo
I always thought that ghosts, haunting and curses were paranormal events places confined to old England described by William Shakespeare, helpful tips to attract tourists. Sadly I was wrong. Portugal like any other worthy country is also full of these mysterious entities from another world who insist on staying ethereal in our reality rather than leave, as is reported in this book of Vanessa Fidalgo. The journalist's investigation arose from a story about haunted houses and the result was a very interesting compilation that brings together a series of myths and stories with paranormal contours swarming from north and south of Portugal. I liked this "stories of a haunted Portugal" because it spoke of the Portuguese, a people who officially are not superstitious and firmly do not believe in the existence of entities from the other world, but unofficially there is nothing they won't do to shake off the evil eye , the pests and the ghosts that darken their existence. This typical behavior reminds me of the famous Spanish proverb: "yo no creo en brujas, pero que las hay, la hay," which translated means something like "I do not believe in witches, but they exist, they do exist". My favorite story, unlike most of the haunting due to sickness of love, is of the Baron of the Glory that cannot separate from his books, his library and his palace, with the suitably named "Beau Sejour" which in Portuguese means literally "looking pretty". You want something more beautiful than this? A dandy who spent a fortune at parties and gatherings that loved words above all carnal temptation and whose eternal purpose today is to drive the scholars of the "olisiponenses" studies to madness? Well, you have to read and delight with this and other haunted stories that have been collected by Vanessa Fidalgo all over the country, others were sent to her and later confirmed and others are described on the Internet. Whether they are true or not is not important, they are fantastic accounts, essential to liven up the fires in camps, the cold nights by the fireplace, wasting night's of sleep to the most fertile imaginations and helping to create insomnia. I close with a personal experience, real one, in the palace of Dona Xica. A Brazilian woman, very beautiful, the rich heiress lived in a palatial house near Braga and people believe to be haunted by her voluptuous presence, the reasons for this unhappiness? The usual suspects, unrequited love and do not intend to waste time telling details of these versions. Well, what matters is that I was thrilled with the idea of seeing a ghost, or hearing the unexplained noises. The fact is that the first night I was so excited that I decided I was not going to wink and I really tried, I swear, only that it was deceived by Morpheus which I preached and feels slept soundly. In conclusion, I saw and heard nothing of unusual in the whole blessed week-end that I was there staying. She would not present me with her presence, while others have sworn to hear her footsteps on the staircase of stone. It is a sad story, I know. But, the myth continues. HAHHHH! HOOOOHHH!
