Here’s the thing. I love to roam. I love to get lost in the adventure of traveling only to find out who I really am. I love to observe people. Cultures. Daily goings on of countless strangers, never knowing their reality. They never knowing mine. I love the self induced silence in a country without knowing the language. I love trying.
I love capturing what I see. I love the imperfections. The nuances. The splendor. The excess.
Here’s how Lisbon smiles to me.