My birthday vacation in Lisbon has arrived to its end, and I'm both sad and happy, Losbon is a beautiful city full of amazing people from all over the world, but it has a sad soul, even if you can find weird bars which hide a tiny disco downstairs where you can find some milk-and-coffee skinned girl who loves dancing and hipnotyses you with her moves, while you drink a fresh white sangria.
Here brlow are 2 pics of walls in one of those fake-bars
The bus may not stop at your call if it's too croudy, and nobody guarantees you that you'll manage to get back to the hostel, but the subway has not only colors to identify different lines, every line has a symbol (a seagull for the Linha Azul, a veilship for the Linha Verde are the ones I remember)
Here I first met the Ocean and finally let my feet in it, it felt amazing, I could feel the magnificence of this nature, the water that connected me just right to America, I couldn't stop touching it.
In any corner you could find amazing Azulejos paintings
OR huge murales,or even both, together.
This city is deep and divided in many levels: tourist tours, museums, shiny squares - touristic but searching for the real life in Lisboa, with stinky corners just behind the shiny squares - living as a Portougues, feeling SAUDADE and still enjoying the pleasures of life as wine and dance. But still always feeling a bit of sadness in the depth of the soul.
If you can, take a step here and get amazed by the Belém Tower, but also find a local to show you the real movida of Lisbon, the first floor is never everything in a bar. A door on the street may hide a disco, or some live music, let someone guide you to get lost in Lisbon's night.
It's over, for now, hope to see you again, sweet, sad, beautiful Lisboa ♡
Thanks @missy and @rambo for creating this place to share beautiful things like this one ❤
