On August 25th we rushly left our offices and drove to the airport where a direct flight to Lisbon, Portugal was waiting for us.
A whole month doesn't seem like a long time to spend put, but the beginning of Autumn started really early here in the Midlands!
We took advantage of the "end of the Summer" day off ( I really like how optimistic britishz are: summer? ok.) and decided to go somewhere warmer.
And warmer it was. The blu sky that only a close ocean can bring really restored my heart.
Lisbon is on a hill, and this is one of the lifts to one of the Miradouro. The Elevador de Santa Justa was designed by Raoul Mesnier du Ponsard that against popular belief has nothing to do with Eiffel.
Walking downtown, you'll find yourself going up and down stairs and hills
The famous trams, symbol of the capital city.
A Brasileira, that we found by chance, but really couldn't pass the opportunity of drinking a proper coffee in. Famous poet Fernando Pessoa still sits there on bronze statue form. It's consider now one of the architectural heritage of the country.
Placa do Comercio, right in front of the ocean and what used to be one of the biggest port of the world.
A winery window
Very colourful decorations of outside walls of every building.
The famous Lisbon Cathedral, with typical electric tram lines
A very good example of southern European culture and the advantage of the sun and the wind: constant presence of hanged clothes from balconies.
The view from the Castello de San Jorge: a red roofs view.
Lisbon is a young town and random art can be found everywhere. "Just because it's not in a museum it doesn't mean it's not art"
We found a young couple laughing at this sign in the car and I couldn't keep my self from asking.
a good translation I think would be "the world is a big deal!"
Bue translates as a lot, and apparantly it's a fun use of the word as in fact is African: the Retornadores , ie colonialist that came back to Portugal in the 70s , brought it to common use.
So much good food! I must have been really busy eating it becasue I have only this picture to prove it!
White walls. White walls everywhere.
An entrance to a restaurant
Decorations from the August festivities where still left hanging.
Lisbon was hit by a huge earthquake in 1755, 60,000 people died, that was 30% of the population! and half of the city was completely destroyed. El Convento do Carmo , now a open museum, remains the symbol of that disaster . (It was infact ruined again by another earthquake in 1969 and donated to the order of architects so that they could keep it)
One of the many bakerys in town, we could hardly resist all the times we went by one.
One of the streets on El Bairro Alto, the young nightly neighbourhood
The view od the Parliament from the typical narrow streets
The trams by day and night the continuously go up and down from Placa Rossio to barrio Alto, where we had dinner every night.
El Barrio Alto
Rua cor de Rose, heart of the night life, where we had drinks after dinner
On the last day we visited the Belem, on the west side of town. We walked there instead of taking the bus, because, of course, why missing the opportunity to go through this? and we chose well!
Alcantara is the old docks block, now all renewed with walking paths, cycle lanes, and this view of the ocean.
We reached Belem, and boy did we notice this: the MAAT, Museo Arte Architectura Archeologia.
We didn't go inside: the view right smack against the blue ocean and sky was utterly fulfilling.
The view from the Padrão dos Descobrimentos
In the afternoon we visited the Expo block, which the council was able to keep alive and well, with restaurants, shops and walking paths.hours from which, due to a very profound spousal talk, I only have this picture.
It was such a good trip over all, just few hours away from where we are now and so different in every aspect. No wonder this is the place where many of my former and current compatriots want to spend their retirement! It's a definitive "Obrigado! I'll see you again!"
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