Some travel is special and we remember it for a lifetime. It is not always decisive where we are. Sometimes it is rather "with whom" or simply "like". And sometimes everything comes together.
Figueira da Foz, I can not let this name melt on my tongue often enough. Here, in this time-lapsed city that looks like a movie set behind every corner, even I could get carried away for a beach vacation.
The strength of Street Art is its surprise effect - and it gets even bigger when works by world-famous artists appear in Portuguese small towns. First stop on my Street Art road trip through the Centro de Portugal region: a journey through the village of Estarreja.
Some cities are just there, but rarely in our heads. How so? And why is Lisbon included?
There are cities whose names sound so soft, so harmonious, even auspicious that I simply want to visit them on their own. Lisbon - that's a city name! A travelogue.
Lisboa, Portugal. On the first morning in spring, the caravan decides to leave its big, old buses and move into the small, empty wooden houses on the beach of Caparica.
Porto looks romantic. Everything decays a little bit. We stroll through the streets of this hilly city and admire small details. A dried bunch of flowers on the fence, scratches on the door, old window shutters, cracked house tiles and crumbling little walls. It is as if the inhabitants of another time have left Porto, so that time can take over the city.
The light in the Clube de Fado is muted. The guests fall silent and put their cutlery aside. Mário Pacheco enters the room. He is the boss of the house and a well known fado musician in Lisbon.