After a long night spent in the Barcelona airport, Jaime and I made it to Portugal – one of the countries at the top of my list – primarily for the beach. Lisbon reminds me much of San Francisco – it has a lookalike bridge to the Golden Gate as well as street cars winding up and down extraordinarily steep hills. We spent most of our time walking around and exploring, but also a lot of time on public transportation – to Caiscais through Belem and back.
In Caiscais, in search of the beach (which we did not find!), we stumbled upon this “Red Earth” cliff, overlooking the ocean. “Station” is hanging on my wall at home. Jaime and I were done exploring Belem and shopping (I remember buying some underwear, haha), and we were waiting at the station to take the train back to Lisbon.
In Lisbon, we also ran into a protest/rally of sorts. I never could determine exactly what the rally was about (we heard rumors about it being international women’s day, but the crowds were definitely angry and definitely protesting something, but there was this one puppy sitting up against the wall behaving itself and watching the rally. It was a little scared though.
After strolling the streets all day and into the night, our dinner accompanied with fado music was especially moving.
