I’ve decided the best way to return from a fairytale trip to a city as lovely as Lisbon is very slowly. Much slower than a plane would deliver me from a continent and an ocean away. I need a more leisurely route home.
Here are a few photos to tide you over while I recover from the airline experience and settle back gently into the climate and sounds of Los Angeles, the quiet hum of Moss Cottage and my pile of cats.
The travel journal in full workout mode. It was near midnight in this shot, the windows were open wide, street sounds drifted up.
Carol sifts through her growing logbook of words and images.
Night falls over a moonlit city. Up the Elevador Santa Justa by our apartment and up into another world of Lisbon life. We made this trip almost nightly.
We went to FADO houses. We stayed at this one eating, drinking, and listening until 1 am. It was spellbinding. The lights are very dim so the video is terrible, which is why I present to you just the audio. It’s all you need.
Oh do get yourselves to Lisbon soon! In the meantime stick around for many more travel posts to come.