I’ve always slated Lisbon as one of my favorite cities in Europe. Here’s why.
(Photo series part one: Semana Santa 2013)
The first time I came to Lisbon, I was enchanted. Its fading colors, cracking paint, and continuous tiles had me clicking my camera until I left. It was my European city, a bit abandoned perhaps, but loved by me.
Now that I live in Spain’s capital city rather than a small city in Andalucía, my perspective on Lisbon has changed slightly. I still love the city, especially its winding (and sometimes impossible) hills, but I felt this constant nagging bias. As far as European capitals go, Madrid may be my favorite. Biased preference? Most definitely.
Still, I love Lisbon. Photo series, part two, to come tomorrow.