We welcomed the warmer Portugal weather with open arms and happy hearts. Immediately after we arrived, we were kicking ourselves for allotting so little time in this country (6 days compared to the typical 14).
Porto appeals to my quiet nature. Its a simple lifestyle and beautiful area, with shy residents who arent so shy after a bit of liquid courage. The city is filled with history, with buildings keeping the facade of their old exteriors while masking their modern interiors.
Lisbon appeals to the youth in me— the city is full of life both during the day and night. In Bairro Alto, you could walk for hours along the tiny alleyways. Every corner we turned, we found painted walls adorned with tradional portugese tiles that led to little shops and cafes.
But most of all, I loved Portugal’s people. So friendly and so so kind. They were patient with our little knowlege of the language and were always willing to teach us the correct pronunciations. Lovely eyes, polite mannerisms and good sense of humor. I spent a lot of time reflecting while walking around the city, taking it all in. I hope I find people like these when I get back to the US.
A vida é bela