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All in Traveling
It’s a funny thing to walk ten miles through a city, ogling and drooling over its intensely beautiful history but understand that right below the surface lurks an ugly story.
“…The sheer excitement of time spent together that made this weekend so wonderful, and Cincy was just the lucky pick that offered us a wonderful backdrop.”
The most magical part of traveling is experiencing the geography and culture of a place far different from that of your own home. In the attempt to capture this magic, we rented a really fancy car (for extra aesthetic) and drove up the Portuguese coast along the ocean. Big happenings.
Café lined streets like Paris, piazzas like those in Florence, a street trolley, and winding, steep streets like San Francisco. But when you take a historical step back to realize that Lisbon preceded all of these metropolises by a solid portion you start to surmise that perhaps all of these great cities took their cues from Lisbon to begin with.
