Lisbon – Obidos – Coimbra
Lisbon is nothing never ever. Lisbon is for crying, pure destiny and weeping, fado and light of tears. But at the same time is a radical immersion in joy. “I see you once again, / city of my dreadfully lost childhood / Sad and happy city where I dream again”. It is not the white city that a mistaken Swiss thought he saw, but a blue city of cheerful invented nostalgia. – Enrique Vila-Matas, Montano’s Malady
Church, Lisboa Portugal
“Azulejo” blue ceramic tile
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