Sunday, January 17, 2016

Care for a drink?

If you do find yourself wandering around Lisbon at night and in need of a cocktail, make it a point to stop at the wonderful Chinese Pavilion. It's an easy funicular ride (!) and a stroll from Rossio Square, and an unassuming exterior opens up into something incredible. It started as an antique shop -- no surprise there -- and is now a place to marvel at the collections and sip delicious cocktails served to you by a very kind vest-clad waiter. 

Still in the mood for adventure after that drink? Head a little bit further north and up a small staircase into a courtyard (don't be shy), and you'll come to this door:
Go in! Another cocktail bar awaits - the Procopio. This one is tiny and cozy, and they won't stop feeding you popcorn. No complaints there!
Time to head home. Goodnight, Lisbon!

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Good night.

Lisbon was the kind of city that came alive after the sun went down -- the restaurants and bars didn't truly get going until after nine, particularly in the Bairro Alto. It was a pleasure to wander the streets and peer into all of the shops and cafes along the way -- keep an eye open for octopi!

The train station!

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Piles of tiles.

 Another ridiculously colorful aspect of Lisbon is the incredible ceramic tile that covers the buildings along the way. The tiles, or azulejo, are a centuries-old tradition that can be spotted on churches, shops, and even ordinary houses that line the streets. Can I just start adding tiles to some of the grey Chicago buildings? Or painting the doors? It would help brighten the winters so much!

Monday, October 19, 2015

Live colorfully.

Lisbon made my color-loving heart so happy -- even the rainy days were never grey.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Hello, Lisbon.

This city! It is hills and water, winding staircases and tree-lined avenues. Pastries, port, music, color! It is warm and rough around the edges and wonderfully lived-in. I am already dreading our departure.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Sunday, September 13, 2015

In a fog.

Spring in Montenegro was generally perfection, weather-wise. It was a lot of pleasant, sunny days, wonderful for wandering. But when it was gloomy, it was gloomy -- pouring rain and spectacular fog on the mountains. Those days were just as welcome, and it made stopping under an awning for a warm drink a necessity. What a hardship!

Staying cozy in my fair-trade Mata Traders dress!

Pink cheeks from the chill!