Those old farming folk who live on red meat, whole milk, cheese and butter, live to a great age! 
His paternal grandparents are in their 90s, and it's easy to think "You come from good stock, so we can do what we want!" Except I know them. They are the most maddeningly
sensible people I've ever met. Lovely, sweet, good... but they don't have any vices. They literally get 5 a day every day. I don't even eat five
things a day, and they get their veg in. Their one indulgence is a small glass of red wine with their
tea evening meal, which might actually be good for them, too.
My Friday Five:
1. We're finally out of the easterly airflow over the UK and have gone back to a southwesterly... which is such a relief! The last few weeks have been a nightmare to forecast, due being stuck with easterly winds bringing low cloud and/or fog over our area every single night
!
2. I've had bad neck/shoulder ache on my right side for the last 2 days... I must have slept weirdly after my night shift on Wednesday morning because I woke up not being able to move my head to one side. I switched pillows Wednesday night to see if it helped, but I woke up Thursday feeling even worse
. Thankfully, this morning it's a little better, but it's still sore
.
That southwesterly airflow brings me moisture. I prefer the easterly.

I had a similar (increasing) problem with my neck/shoulder. My husband bought us new pillows a week or two ago (four for £16!... we don't care if they go flat in a month's time at that price...! We'll just keep replacing them as needed) and they did help me. I'm sorry yours didn't resolve. Hopefully, it'll be better before your trip to Portugal!
That near lack of Internet would be a non-starter for me. Is there no other remote assignment you can get to bring in the extra income? I would die! (Not literally, but...)
<sigh>
That's what's hard with us. My husband is always trying to put ON weight. Ugh.
Before I moved here, I told my husband I couldn't gain weight. My sister taught me a mantra: "Eat past the pain." I told my husband about it. He used to say it to me at every meal. Now I actually eat about twice as much food as I did when I first moved here, and I have a bit of a belly now. He teases me, reminding me how I claimed I couldn't put on weight. But, seriously, I had
tried before. My theory is I didn't have good food 'til I came over here and he and I started cooking delicious things together.