Day 28: Porto – Between Cotton Candy and Cocktails
This city is so beautiful, I honestly don’t want to leave. Compared to Lisbon, I love how much more laid-back everything feels here. I get my bearings much quicker, moving…
This city is so beautiful, I honestly don’t want to leave. Compared to Lisbon, I love how much more laid-back everything feels here. I get my bearings much quicker, moving…
I arrive in Porto, and the many concerts of the last few weeks are still weighing on my bones. I find a spot along one of the few streets where…
The past few days in Aveiro unfolded gently between Negronis, new lyrics, and empty streets. Somehow, I found time to write – mostly with a drink in hand at yeah!, where…
For the first time in over two months of living in the van, I really miss a hot shower and a proper bed. It’s been raining non-stop, and I don’t…
Honestly, I’ve lost track of where I’ve been today – but it wasn’t exactly a winning streak. Last night I arrived in Nazaré. Took a walk along the beach until…
Some places whisper softly: Why don’t you stay a little longer? Ericeira is one of them. So peaceful, so pretty – I could easily get stuck here. In the morning,…
I’ve left Lisbon for now. Time is flying. I’m slowly making my way toward Porto, playing as many shows as I can along the way. Arriving in Sintra, I run…
One thing I know for sure: this journey is already shaping me. Not just through the places I see, but through the way people come together – especially in music.…
A few weeks ago, when I first arrived in Lisbon, I wandered through Alfama – the city’s oldest district – and stumbled upon a charming little café with a terrace.…
Last time it was a flute player. This time? A full band. I head out from Alcântara with my gear, jumping on the tram into the heart of Lisbon. It’s…