Lisboa, Lisboa…

Yesterday I went out for a long walk with my better half, a sort of commemorative promenade to celebrate our five years together. The night was hot, but with some kind strokes of cool air to help us in our way.

The city was quite beautiful, if one would ignore the plague of fucking tags that has not so recently assailed it (seriously, António Costa, you really would make my day if you started punishing these disrespectful, ungrateful, useless and degenerate pricks for ruining my beautiful city). It was alive, more than I had ever seen at night. It was alive with music, colours, smells, foods, children, tourists, immigrants, dancing, art, and it was calm, pleasant, happy.


My boyfriend and I enjoy these long walks, and we tend to try new paths, most of the times they surprise us. It is so wonderful to have lived here most of my life and still have secrets to find. Last night it wasn’t the paths that surprised us, it was the multitude of people walking around us in such harmony, with so much to see and so much to do.


Overall, a wonderful night, with a wonderful visit to a local Turkish restaurant to kill my “saudades”… 😉


1:11 am


Why oh why am I about to ingest all this sugar and cinnamon at such late hours? Because I want to.

Monday is out of the way, so smile


A pretty good monday as mondays stand.  Quite a bit of work done, a good chat with my sister, a good workout at the gym, my depressed granpa seems to be cheering up again, had fun watching some Dexter episodes (season 4, he just wrecked his car with a corpse in the trunk, tsc, babies can really ruin an assassin’s routine), aaand starting to focus on healthier meals at home, with less insta-foods! Overall a good day 🙂