This wonderful city is falling apart and at the same time, it feels like it is becoming something even more beautiful than it already is.
Every element of this city seems to be a photographer’s dream and I find myself stumbling from place to place (and I haven’t even sampled the Port yet!) and enraptured at every turn or twist. This is a small sampling of much more to come.
I spent a few days in Porto. I tried to couchsurf but didn’t manage to find a couch despite an introduction to a couchsurfer in Lisbon named Priscilla who worked at one of the three hostels I stayed at.
Hey, what the hell, Bambi has a cafe here?