Portugal, a small but fishy country you are. 🐟🦐🦑🦪 Thank you for ending my shrimp head dry spell at last. Having not traveled outside of the US since 2018, Portugal felt like the perfect appetizer (for what I hope to be the beginning of my international travels again). Lured by the salty sea, colorful tiles and cornucopia of mollusks, I recruited my family to join. I think it was an easy yes. And lucky for me, my Parisian soul sis agreed to fly in for a weekend. ♥️ We kept it simple, Lisbon + Porto with a day in the Duoro wine valley and a stop at Nazaré on the coast. In the past, I would have said that we need to see it all, but I’m learning that more is not always better. Sometimes the joy is in the simplicity of sitting in a square and really taking it in. A few highlights: -Eating flaky Pastéis de Nata at midnight on 1 hour of sleep -Wandering and (mostly) tripping over the old cobblestones of Lisbon -Inhaling fried small mackerel like a bowl of popcorn, washed down with a Super Bock -Announcing my loyalty Super Bock (the Porto favorite) as the superior beer to Sagres, sorry Lisbon -Discovering the world of Port and falling in love with a Tawny -Listening to chilling Fado music with a group of strangers in an old guitar shop -Finally finding some street cats after 7 days of searching, not really a cat country huh? -Dumping out the terrible massive coffee a barista made me because I’m an American 😅 Even though I did not ask for that... -Watching the Duoro valley unfold in front of me like a painting in the Louvre Not all trips are perfect and I feel that I must disclose that the shrimp heads did in fact win. They always win. Infer what you will. But it wont stop me, I am resilient. 🦐 #portugal #lisbon #porto #travelportugal