We kicked it tourist style yesterday at Castelo de Sao Jorge. Intense panoramas...
The cool ticket agent practically begged me to produce a student ID, and my moldering VSU card secured us half off the entrance fee. Ecstasies of higher education are at last revealed...
The surrounding labyrinths comprise my favorite mini-neighborhood in all of Alfama.
(Until we stumble over the next one.)
(Photo courtesy of a very kind fellow tourist who spoke not one syllable of either English or German. Not even "OK." Very refreshing... No, wait, CP has corrected me. He said "falash," meaning "flash," so he did know a smattering, and as a probable Lisboan he had the right not to use our fetid tongues...)
(Photo by Claudia Franke.)
KSV 409: Merkwürdig Riechnerv 's No Knife to Twist is available now for digital cogitation and limited-ed CD levitation via KSV Bandcam...
Day Eight. Matte essays into razor tabletop. While I read from sliced divination, re-describe third outlet... TS