It is a bit scary and exciting arriving in a new place. I’m not good with maps so I try to feel my way around. Sometimes I ask people or most of the time I get a bit lost, then I will remember landmarks and eventually I will find my way back. I try to do a bit of research on places to check out but it’s also when you stumble upon a gem that makes the adventure more fun and memorable.
It was a nice sun shiny day when i got out of the Porto train station. I fished for the paper with the direction to my hostel and walked all the way to the top of the street next to Clerigos church. After catching my breath, I then have to drag my luggage up to my dorm room on the 4th floor.
YES PORTO HOSTEL
Staying in a 4-female dorm room. My bed is the one on top near the window.
View from our dorm room
My bunk bed # 3
That’s Clerigos church on the left
I came all the way down there to reach my hostel.
The room was nice and clean. We even have a huge window with a view of the street. And even if I was a bit tired from the trip, I decided to go out, have a quick snack, and wander around.
A puff pastry with meat and fruit juice for my snack
Clerigos tower on the left
Here in Porto, I was immediately at ease. I already have this feeling that I will prefer Porto over Lisbon. I dunno why, I know it’s too soon to say but something inside me tells me so.
A chorale practicing in a gazebo
Then I stumbled upon this!
I LOVE LOCAL STREET MARKET!!!!
Kids were also selling their old toys 😉
My purchases from the street market
Red Independent Heart by Joana Vasconcelos at the Ajuda Palace in Lisbon
I ended up buying a small lego pin, a cd of amalia rodriguez (fado portuguese singer), miniature eyeglass (‘coz i love collecting anything miniature), handpainted tile with famous symbol of Portugal (cockerel), the perfect handmade paper heart necklace (similar to Portuguese artist Joana vasconcelos’ installation I saw in Lisbon), a clockwork ring and another gold heart brooch (traditional portuguese filigree). Woot woot! I am one happy shopper 😀
It being a weekend, every street corner is filled with tables full of bric-a-bracs.
I find the rustic vibe and even its dilapidation so charming.
Be still my heart!
Oh my Porto, I think I’m in love!!!