If there is something like a "pause" button for life, then I pressed it. Of course life in Lisbon is not static. Call it hiding, call it running away. I am having a great time, and life will suck again soon enough.
Back in Lisbon for one day, more or less, and already had a lot of revelations. What is it about this place? I landed at noon, which means I left Berlin at 8 am, which means…well. I was quite crabby, … Continue reading →