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Summer’s on the mind lately… Chris and I just bought our first grill the other day. We can cook 60 burgers at once. It’s part propance, part charcoal. No joke. We’ve been absolutely helpless without one; no idea what to cook night after night. Who uses a stove to make a steak? Pfft. I’ve made [...]
It’s been a bit hectic in my little bubble of the world. Amidst the non-stop, thrill ride that is my life, I’ve been missing the entirely different kind of exhaustion I experienced on my trip to Europe over the summer. It seemed as though people encountered in Portugal were walking a completely different pace. Very [...]
A couple embrace alongside the Douro in Villa Nova de Gaia. It’s hard not to feel the love in this region, but I’m sure the potency of the Port wines in the cellars that the line this river could have something to do with the euphoric, splendid feeling…
Churchgoers pray before gilded shrines at Igreja da Trindade in Porto. Having gone to Catholic school for fourteen years and being generally detached from organized religion, it’s amazing to see what a stronghold one’s faith can have on a life. For these people, this is their mediation. Devoted, with heavy heads bowed slightly, not a [...]
Nearing sunset, the city shines in blocks of color. An illustrated series of lines and crossings; it takes a moment to find where one building starts and another ends. The walls speak the years of wear and tear. The modern hints almost seem out of place. It would be nicer to see them without technology, [...]
Colorful linens hung to dry while fastidious elderly Portuguese ladies peep out like little mice from behind sills to assess the situation.
Oh, Porto! The enchanting city is built on a steep hill that kept us on our toes and gave me shin splints. When you arrive in place like Porto for the first time, in the middle of the night, the narrow alleyways with their slender, quiet facades resembling Eastern Bloc are somewhat formidable. There wasn’t [...]
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