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Found this book posted online…Sexist, full of stereotypes and wonderful all at the same time. Amazing to look back at who we were just a few decades ago:

My blahg: I’m Glad I’m a Boy! I’m Glad I’m a Girl!.

I love the old buildings in Lisbon, with peeling paint, and crumbling, dusty tiles. Sometimes a wall can be so engaging. Or maybe I’m just odd.

I love Lisbon’s street cars. Haven’t ridden on one yet, but they make the city seem so much more special. Their bell, and the click clack on the streets, just another reason I love this town!

Question. Is this a Portrait? Someone once argued that a portrait is only when the photo is of a human? Odd.

Another photo lost in my folders. Kinda like the feel of it, what do you think?

Stay tuned to Catavino, to see how dinner went…for now though here’s a post dinner smile!

Love this city. It’s one of those European cities that seems untouched. At times a bit too untouched. Downtown there are so many buildings sitting abandoned or in a state of disrepair that seems unfair. So much great wine, food, and culture in this city: potential. Yet with the crumbling buildings it seems that it’s failing to take advantage of all the possible storefronts, and cafe locations. That said, I love exploring its streets, full of hidden culinary treasures, fine wine shops and historical landmarks. 

If you haven’t been there, go. You won’t regret it, just make sure to order some octopus for dinner!