I’m sitting in the bus station in Madrid, trying to get over a near emotional breakdown (I’m being overly dramatic, but more on why in later posts), so I’ll instead work on a post about Portugal to get my mind right.
For those of you who have read my post on Portuguese food, you already know how in love I am with that country. Like I did for Istanbul, I spontaneously purchased a plane ticket the night before, which makes me feel like a really badass, fly by the seat of my pants, hardcore traveler, so I started the trip off on this “I am Woman, hear me roar” kind of high. Then I get to Lisbon, and it’s amazingly beautiful. Even walking from the airport terminal to the Metro, I’m thinking to myself how cool this city is. Later I found out that the goal of the Metro was to have each station be almost like a public art exhibit, explaining why it looks so cool. After arriving at my hostel, which is located in the national monument Rossio train station, I have an amazing walk and am amazed by the city and the views. I’m still not sure why more people don’t travel to Portugal.
As per usual, because I’m such a friendly girl, I made friends very quickly, which made for some interesting adventures. My first group was a group of four guys studying in France, and we had an awesome time drinking way to much, wandering around the oldest neighborhood in Portugal, and visiting an aquarium (one of the dudes is really into sea otters).
On our way to the aquarium, coming out of the Metro station, we are suddenly in a sea of like, a million teenage girls. It turns out, Justin Beiber was playing there later that night, so they were waiting in line for the concert to start. It was literally my worst nightmare.
The next day, my friend Joe from New Mexico, who is lucky enough to be able to fly standby, met me in Lisbon and we played tourist by going to a castle on top of a hill. It was pretty awesome, I wish I had a castle.
The architect who designed this bridge in Lisbon also designed the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco… apparently he has a type… Next to it is also the second largest Christ statue after the one everyone knows about in Rio.
On my last day in Lisbon, we went to a small area about 20 minutes outside the city called Belem. There you can find a statue for Some Guy de Albuquerque. Obviously I liked it to due to my connection with the ABQ.
Plus, the rest of Belem was just really pretty, it was nice to just walk around without really having an agenda.
After that we took a train from Lisbon to Porto… stay tuned for part 2 of my Portuguese journey!!