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Serendipitous in Porto

Ever have one of those days where things just continue to work out? Today was one of those days.

John and I really wanted to check out Livraria Lello which is simply a bookstore in Porto. Not so simply it has been said that this bookstore is the 3rd most beautiful in the world. It has also been said that J.K. Rowling’s inspiration to write Harry Potter happened here. In fact the staircase in the store is quite similar to the one in Hogwarts.

Apparently this is a big draw for tourists as I read that people wait hours to get in. Instead John purchased our tickets online and we were in the store within 20 minutes of opening. Serendipity #1.

It really is a gorgeous store! Books in all languages line the deep brown wood walls. There is a massive stained glass ceiling and the red wooden winding staircase dominates the space. There is a small room even devoted to all of those Harry Potter fans.

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Next on the agenda was the famous Clérigos Church of Porto. And of course it’s tower – Torre dos Clerigos. Wherever you are in Porto you cannot miss the most visited monument in the city. The tower is rich in history but the real reason we were there was to make the climb to the top as apparently from there you get the best 360 degree views of the city. To get to the top one must climb 240 steps. If it sounds daunting it’s really not. The biggest trouble is that the stairs are so narrow that sometimes only one person can pass at a time. It’s not a place for someone who is claustrophobic. The climb is worth it! The day was brilliant and the views from the top did not disappoint. You really can see the entire city, as well as Gaia in the distance, from this monument. Serendipity #2

It was such a stunning day that of course we went to the riverfront for lunch – this time sitting on top of the pedestrian area and right against the wall. The view from there was not too shabby either! We were at Ribeiras Restaurante where we fought a little with the seagulls that were after our lunch (we won!) but it was a nice relaxing time. Serendipity #3

Finally! Back over the Luís I Bridge to Gaia for our port wine tasting. Our Airbnb host had recommended Taylor’s Port and wine cellar. We also liked it as it seemed to be off the beaten path so less likely to be super crowded. What a cool experience! You get an audio tour of the cellar plus a port tasting for 15 Euros each. The tour is very interesting and informative and you wind your way through the cellar out to a peaceful and lovely garden where you are seated to try their port. We were ready!

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The tasting included a white port and a ruby port. First, before coming to Portugal I wasn’t even aware there was a white port! But I thought, with my passion for white wine, that I’d prefer white port.

My impression of port…wait for it…absolutely amazing! I never thought I’d like this stuff! And…I preferred the red. Now things were getting a little crazy 🙂 We really enjoyed the time in the garden appreciating the port, and the beauty of the entire place. Again, more on port later… Serendipity #4

It was time for another sunset. This time we’d planned even better. We’d brought wine and demi-tasse cups to drink it from. And on the way to the Miradouro we stopped for a takeaway falafel sandwich. Yes, falafel in Porto. We were prepared but – all of the sudden there was just no sun. We’d been blessed with 3 amazing sunsets so far so we couldn’t complain too much.

We were anxious to try a port we hadn’t tasted at the cellar – tawny. Tawny ports are usually made from red grapes aged in wood barrels. They age to a golden brown color and are described as having a nutty flavor. So we wandered around Praca de Liberdade – which is where we got so lost the previous night – in search of a place to try this traditional port. We thought maybe a hotel bar would be pretentious enough to work! But the hotel bar was closed. Instead the helpful concierge directed us to Cafe Guarany which had also been recommended by our host. What a sweet little place! Actually not so little. And they had live music in the form of a pianist which made it more perfect for our needs. We thought, “What the hell”, let’s just order a 20-year old glass of port! When in Porto right?!?! The consensus? Even yummier than the white or ruby! Tawny port does have a rich nutty taste – not sweet or syrupy. It was honestly wonderful! We sat, drank our port and enjoyed ourselves immensely! Serendipity #5

Like I said earlier this was a day where things just worked out as they should. It was a wonderful, eye-opening, yet relaxing day in a beautiful town!

Porto may be my motherland

After a brief stop at the famous Fiera da Ladra flea market in Alfama, we got on a train to Porto, Portugal which is 310 km – or less than 200 miles – north of Lisbon and is famous for it’s Port wine. When we first booked the trip our plan was to stay in Lisbon for the entire time. But so many people highly recommended that we spend some time in Porto. And now I can see why!

We arrived via train at the famous Sao Bento train station. This train station is on many must-see lists because of it’s interior lobby designed with traditional Portuguese tiles. It is truly lovely – maybe that’s not the right word for it as it’s packed with tourists and locals alike. It is more awe-inspiring.

Walking out of the train station we were again greeted by brilliant blue skies and so many colors. It really is a feast for your senses. John’s comment was “This place has a great vibe”. Mine was more about this place being my motherland! Because everywhere you looked was wine! And Port of course. Much more to come on Port… But wine menus, wine stories, wine cellars, wine tastings. Oh, I’ve come home 🙂

Another thing we saw everywhere we looked was teenagers wearing clothes from Harry Potter. Literally they are all over the streets of Porto! We just thought these were kids come to honor the series – the idea of which was born in Porto. More on the students later.

We headed down the hill toward to famous Cais de Ribeira all the while gawking at the architecture and the colors like silly tourists!

We had just a small amount of time before meeting our host so stopped into the Church of Sao Francisco. Another awe-inspiring structure bearing both gothic and baroque styles. It is quite overwhelming and a LOT to look at.

Back up the hill to meet our sweet Airbnb host who sat us down with a map and marked it all up. If you know me you know I like a marked-up, well-used paper map. Now we had some local recommendations and we were off to see the town.

Our first stop was the riverfront of course. This is the most instragramed area of Porto. When you google Porto this is what you see. Seeing it in person is even better. People walking shoulder to shoulder; little kiosks selling touristy junk; restaurants with views of the river; musicians making money doing what they love. It was quite something!

Starving, we did the tourist thing and sat at a restaurant on the riverfront. And it was a great decision! Sometimes – I feel – doing the touristy thing is necessary. We got to sit and watch the people and the water and the stunning Vila Nova de Gaia across the river. We got to eavesdrop on the stag party going on right next to us and we got to listen and watch an amazing musician right in front of us. And of course the food. We both tried a traditional dish of Porto – the Francesinha. It’s a sandwich with ham, sausage and beef in the middle covered with melted cheese and a sauce made of tomato and beer. Sounds great, doesn’t it?! Hmmm, not so much. The meat was good, the bread was good, the sauce was interesting and the cheese was…icky. Do I recommend it? Everything I read said it’s a must-try. I wish I’d had something else!

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Up, up, up some more hills in Porto and then we headed over the top of the famous Luís I Bridge. This bridge famously crosses the Duoro river between Porto and Vila Nova de Gaia where the port wine cellars that gave Porto it’s name are located. This is the bridge where most of those stunning pictures of Porto have been taken! Pedestrians can take the upper or lower part of the bridge and should definitely take the upper part for the incredible views! Just do t be afraid of heights!

We’d come up, up, up the hill to pass the Luis I bridge at the top so we needed to go down, down, down the hill to get to the sweet town of Vila Nova de Gaia. As usual, we took “the road less traveled by” and “that made all the difference”. We ended up on a small dirt path that was restricted to pedestrians due to construction. But we were all by ourselves! And the views from there were incredible. We’d take the road less traveled by more than once on this trip…

At the bottom of the hill…We really wanted to do a port wine tour but I hadn’t had the forethought to make a reservation nor check the closing times so we were out of luck. But we stumbled upon Mercado Beira-Rio – a small market with a dozen or so restaurants and bars within it. And community style seating in the middle. John had his first(!) glass of port and we picked up a bottle of white from the Duoro valley for me.

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We took our wine and plastic cups to another Miradouro at the top of the hill – Parque Municipal das Virtudes – opposite the famous Cais de Ribeira to watch another stunning sunset. This is where all of those incredible photos of Porto come from – across the river! Again, the park was filled with people. People with kids; playing music, eating their picnics; drinking their wine. And again, the simplicity of life and the beauty of nature and the gratitude one can’t help but feel there gives way to meaningful conversation and overwhelming feelings of love. When the sun dropped into the water of the Duoro river and the sky became pink everyone in the park clapped 🙂

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It had been a long day and we decided to head back to our apartment. On the way we stumbled upon a musician playing guitar and singing in the street adjacent to the Sao Bento train station. Something about her voice and the harsh way she played the guitar caused us to stop and listen. And I’m so glad we did. Her name is Susana Silva. Her voice had a strong, “see me roar” vibe and her words – because a few songs were in English – spoke to us in a profound way. It is called “B U“. It says, “Be Yourself”, “Love Yourself” – these were the themes. More than anything they reminded us of our prayers for the kids. We walked away hand-in-hand me with a soft smile on my face and John with a tear in his eye.

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The peaceful feeling got completely obliterated as we got crazy lost trying to find our way back to the apartment! And remember the crazy kids dressed like Harry Potter? They’d multiplied! There were even more of them and now they were chanting as the walked the streets of Porto. I needed to do some research on this…

Eventually we found our apartment and decided to treat ourselves to a yummy gelato to calm us down before bed 🙂

Life is Good but Wine is Better

What better way to start your first full day in Lisbon but with Portuguese pastries! This whole city is packed with pastelaria and the typical Lisbon pastry is called pasteis de nata. It was high on my list of things to eat here. We consulted Google and found a small bakery in one of the little hidden alleyways in Alfama – our neighborhood. Breakfast = 1 pasteis de nata, 1 azevias do grão e amendõa – which is cinnamon and chickpeas in fried dough(!) and one savory bread stuffed with chorizo. Okay! Everything I’d heard about pasteis de nata is spot on! It is a flaky crust similar to a croissant filled with a delicious custard and the top is similar to the consistency of creme brûlée. Absolutely yummy and a must-eat here!

Healthy Breakfast in Alfama!

We had some time before our scheduled walking tour so now headed up the hill from our apartment toward Sao Jorge Castle – which is a castle built in the mid 11th century and sits at the top of the biggest hill in Alfama. I’ve read it’s not worth paying the money to visit the castle and it was closed so we went in search of a viewpoint and were not disappointed!

Miradouro de Santa Luiza is one of the the most beautiful views in Lisbon. Miradouro translates simply to viewpoint in English. Apparently anytime you see a sign for a Miradouro you should take advantage of it. And since it was so early (Lisbonites seem to stir a bit later than other European cities) we were one of just a few people in the sweet square. It is beautifully landscaped and offers an unobstructed view of the Tagus in the distance and the copper colored rooftops of Alfama in the foreground. Just stunning. At Portas do Sol – which was of course not open yet – we got to see one of the most photographed views in Lisbon.

We headed down the hill toward Bairro Alto where we were scheduled to take a free walking tour of Lisbon. John and I love to do these tours. They are always run by locals and tourists get a chance to hear their stories and ask questions and get local recommendations. This time we chose Chillout Lisbon Tours based on reviews I’d seen online. Pedro was our tour guide – a Fado-singing local who got fired from his office job and decided to use his passion for his city on tours.

During the tour we were given a lot of history on the city. The event in this city that seems to define it more than any other is the earthquake of 1755. I’d read about the earthquake but it was fascinating to be on the streets where it happened and picture life that day.

The earthquake happened on November 1st at 9:40 am. Scientists today say that it registered an 8.5-9 on the Richter scale and it lasted up to 6 minutes. Compare that with the latest quake in San Francisco in 2007 that was just a 5.6 on the Richter scale! The earthquake caused fissures up to 16 feet across. And – since the quake took place on the Catholic holiday of All Saints Day – candles lit in homes and in churches started massive fires all over the city. Survivors of the earthquake rushed from their homes toward what they thought was safety – the water of the Tagus river. From there they watched the river recede and then a tsunami engulfed the harbor and the downtown area of the city, killing somewhere between 10,000 and 100,000 Lisbonites.

A pictorial of the death and destruction of the Lisbon earthquake

Needless to say that day has left it’s mark on the city. The architecture of the buildings changed; the mindset of the people changed; the way they celebrated changed. And the passion that Pedro spoke about it was moving. They have even left the Carmo Convent as it stood after the earthquake that day – roofless as a result of the building caving in on the congregants that day.

We continued on through 4 of the main neighborhoods of Lisbon where Pedro sang and joked and provided history lessons and gave recommendations.

Two things I won’t soon forget – a quote by the Portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa who said “Life is Good but Wine is Better!” Apparently he died of liver colic – a.k.a. Chronic alcoholism! And in Lisbon you can “drink whatever you want, wherever you want, whenever you want”! It was a very nice 3 hours and I would definitely recommend anyone to take one of these tours.

Based on a recommendation from Pedro, we headed back to the Bairro Alto neighborhood for a traditional Portuguese lunch. He recommended a street called Rua de Duque which has 5 wonderful, local restaurants on it. I’d actually read the same in my research so we headed to O Fernandinho restaurant, run by Fernando himself – a short, round, jolly man who greeted us with a smile.

We ordered another traditional dish – bacalhau a lagareiro. It was SOOOO good! Grilled cod seeped in olive oil and garlic and accompanied by potatoes and broccoli. My favorite meal yet! Just beware of bones 🙂

More walking…more walking…back to our apartment to rest our weary feet.

Another night in Lisbon equals another stunning sunset. There are so many places to watch the sunsets here. Again, termed Miradouros. This time we packed wine (drink anything, anywhere, anytime!) that our host had left us and headed back up the hill to Placa de Graça. It was nothing more than a small square with a little sculpture and one bar/restaurant but was teeming with people! We managed to get a spot right on the side of the wall for a another gorgeous sunset over the rooftops of Lisbon. And more importantly, sitting in that environment we are able to be completely present. Surrounded by beauty and diversity and love and laughter. That kind of scenario seems to open the door for communication and extreme appreciation. It was a moment I am truly grateful for – especially because I got to share it with the love of my life.

Time for more walking and food! We headed back down the hill and decided to try another typical restaurant on Rua de Duque since every other place was packed with tourists! I don’t like it when the waiters and hosts almost accost you while walking by and I’d rather not eat with a bunch of tourists anyway…This time we ate at Duque da Rua and shared a carafe of Portuguese white and more conversation and smiles.

As we walked back to our apartment through the alleyways with Fado playing in the background, the night would not be complete without having more of Lisbon’s traditional liqueur called Ginja. A Portuguese woman had a small table set out with a large bottle and plastic shot glasses as well as chocolate shot glasses! Can you imagine what we chose?!

A stop on the way to our apartment for a chocolate bar completed our amazing day!

Sea Kayaking at Hvalfjörður fjord

Sea kayaking at last! It seems like I booked this trip so long ago and it’s finally here. Unfortunately, that means it’s also my last night in Iceland.

It was an early morning as the trip left the city at 9. We had a short ride to Hvalfjörður fjord where we were to kayak. As most of you know, sea kayaking was one of the big reasons that I chose this trip to Iceland over others. And I really, really wanted an opportunity to see some whales while I kayaked. But…I didn’t see any. Which is interesting, seeing as the name Hvalfjörður is derived from the large number of whales which could be found and caught there prior to the 1980s. And until then, one of the biggest whaling stations in Iceland was located in this fjord. But still…no whales. But the fjord was as breathtaking as the rest of Iceland has been. And it was fascinating to learn that during World War II, a naval base of the British and American navies could be found in this fjord because it offered them some protection. You could still see the remains of some of the buildings used during the war and our guide explained that there were submarines docked in the fjord during the war.

I had one of the same guides for this tour as I did for the Blue Ice tour on the glacier – Simmi. He and Rowan, a Brit who had a summer to kill, explained the trip and how to gear up. I’ve been kayaking before but this was my first time in a proper kayak with proper gear. We wore wetsuits and spray jackets and a flotation device as well as spray skirts – which is what straps you into the kayak. We were taught to paddle and spent a few minutes learning how to escape if we capsized. Yes, those were the words used. But I wasn’t scared! Ok, I was a little scared. You had to have the mind to figure out where your spray skirt was attached to the kayak while underwater in order to escape. Luckily, I didn’t capsize – although one of the men in our group did. Finally we were off.

We kayaked around the shore of this gorgeous fjord for about an hour. Mostly people were spread out so you couldn’t hear anything but the sound of the wind and your breath and your paddle hitting the water. It was very peaceful. And the weather turned out to be perfect. It was a bit windy but that only made the trip more exhausting and exhilarating. And a bit painful; my arms and shoulders are still screaming at me!

After an hour or so we stopped for lunch on a little beach and then headed back. All in all we kayaked for about 2 hours and it was as great as I’d hoped – except for the fact that I didn’t see any whales. I didn’t even see any fish unless you could the enormous jellyfish that we saw near the shore.

One of the guides, Rowan, had lived in New Zealand last year. I told him I was heading there for a 40th birthday trip next year and asked if he’d mind recommending some spots. He proceeded to draw a map of both the North and South islands, complete with where to go and what to do. He also completely changed my mind on what time of year to go. It was awesome! And it makes me even more excited for that trip!

Probably needless to say, by the time I got back to my room I was tired and very, very sore. I need a rest from this vacation! So I took a quick nap. I woke up at 5, however, and remembered that most of the non-tourist stores here in Reykjavik close at 6. I needed to get moving in order to purchase some artwork. I made my way down Laugavegur which is one of the main shopping streets in Reykjavik and found what I wanted in a store called Art 67. I had seen this store on my first day in Iceland and knew I’d find something incredible there. I bought a glass bowl and 2 glass candlestick holders from a local artist that will always remind me of this harsh, yet gorgeous place. The proprietor also helped me find a restaurant for my last night in the city. I told her I wanted something that had Scandinavian food, was frequented by locals, that had a good atmosphere and of course, good wine! She pointed me to Grillmarkadurinn.

Grillmarkadurinn literally translates to the Grill Market. It was the sassiest restaurants I’ve ever been to. It was hidden in an alleyway and I never would have found it without the recommendation. I sat at the grill bar, which is the bar surrounding the grill. It was fun to watch them grill the food. And all I ordered was fish soup and it was the best fish soup I’ve ever had. Filled with BIG chunks of lobster and shrimp and mussels. That the and (loaf!) of bread with it was more than enough for a small army and it was an absolutely perfect last dinner in Reykjavik.

Hvalfjörður fjord
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Wetsuits and Crocs = fashion statement