Magda Vicente: Disponibilidade e simpatia.

Jamey M. Hopkins: Here’s a little story about Carsportif. Sometime around 2012, in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, I happened across a beautiful denim jacket by LRG in a local skate shop, Plush. It was the most beautiful denim jacket I had ever worn. I took it home, and over the following years, wore it religiously. It became a part of not only my image, but of my personality. Needless to say, I loved it. I loved it literally to pieces. It held up to five years of wear and tear, without blinking, and aging gracefully. To countless kilometres of motorcycle adventures. To countless days of wedding photography. To more life that I could begin to recount. But in more recent years, it began to wear badly. At first, holes appeared in the elbows. I patched those. But before long, holes were wearing through everywhere, beyond repair. It was seven years later. There was no way would I find that jacket again anywhere. Was there? It was a bit of a niche article of outwear. But the Internet is big, I thought. So what the hell, let’s try this! I googled away using combinations of the brand LRG and the description of the jacket and the specific product number I found sewn on an inside label. And in all the the returned search results, I found ONE lead where it appeared I may be able to order the exact same, brand new jacket. In all of the Internet. One. It was a Portuguese-only website. For a skate shop in Torres Vedras, Portugal. It was Carsportif. What are the chances, I thought? But it was a lead, and the only one I had. Let’s do this. Thanks to Google translate, I navigated through the ordering process and hit submit. Later that night, as I lay falling asleep, I chuckled and thought “what if...?” The next morning, I awoke to a furry of email, all in Portuguese. As I copied and pasted furiously to translate them into something readable to me, I soon realized that it appeared the item had been shipped. No way. It had a tracking number for a Portuguese courier. For the next two days, I tracked it as it made its way to Lisbon. And then it disappeared. A week passed, and then two, and I occasionally wondered if that was the end of it or would *something* eventually make its way to me. Then, about three weeks later, a package arrived, neatly wrapped, from Portugal. Shoebox sized, and seemingly too light to be it. The brain is a funny little thing. Because when I opened the package, IT WAS EXACTLY THE ONE! Crisp and dark and new. I could not even believe it. And for days, I have worn my new old denim jacket so gleefully. Thank you, Carsportif, from the cockles of my heart. You brought so much silly joy to me in a world that can sometimes feel so bleak. Eu te amo. – Jamey

Para o melhor ou para o pior, eles têm preços ligeiramente melhores e não nos chateiam sobre a entrega - podem quando dizem que podem.Porquê apenas 3 estrelas...?Felizmente, sabíamos o que queríamos, e só queríamos verificar o tamanho/cor.Pedimos ajuda, e um funcionário que andava a vaguear por aí no departamento de electrodomésticos assegurou-me que alguém estará por perto mais de 30 minutos a navegar mais tarde, ainda sem ninguém. Então nós saímos. Quando deixámos a pessoa que aparentemente estava a pedir a nossa ajuda - ela parecia genuinamente chocada e ofereceu-se para tentar novamente.A boa notícia foi que fomos para casa, encomendámos online e não tivemos de lidar com mais vendedores preguiçosos...?

A fundição é claramente um lugar onde o dono gosta do seu trabalho. Tudo à venda ali é claramente escolhido à mão e colocado perfeitamente para uma conversa com amigos ou com alguém que queira tomar um café e trabalhar. Os móveis da casa são perfeitos e de alto nível, os cuidados com a pele são limpos e verdes e os bolos são caseiros. A sua marca de café é espantosa! Não se esqueça de ir buscar uma mala.