We took a bus tour to the Alfama district in Lisboa… The name translates as “hot baths”, and it’s rather mind blowing to see all the cultures overlaid atop each other… Reminded me a bit of Istanbul, but with a very different feel. The Muslim influence has been overwritten, but all around you are Arab stones from the 9th century, amidst medieval churches, gorgeous 18th century buildings, and everywhere slippery cobblestones and narrow steps… We walked down a winding set of stairs (Las Enscandidas de San Miguel), through kids playing makeshift games of street football, past people drinking, and around people doing random repairs to their very old homes. It’s one thing to read about history, and very different to live amidst it. The 17 minute tourist video posted below is very much akin to our experience. In fact, I think they hired the same company of tour guides...
Tripping down narrow cobblestone streets in between sips of Moscatel, listening to Portuguese slip off surrounding tongues, the sibilant sounds of a language so sexy it lingers on the hips like a lover’s fingers… This is the flip side of Brazil…distilled races in every face, Moreno inflections of Catholic grace... I look at Lisboa and see a long unbroken line, a lush spectrum of fine wines, the treasure trove of words Saramago left behind, & so much history to unwind...
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Alfama...the Hot Baths
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