Porto Part I
The best thing about living in Europe is being able to just say 'well, I need a holiday' and drop everything at a moment's notice, hop on a plane (or train) and find yourself in a different country without having to do all the long haul nonsense. It is in this spirit that I went with the manfriend to the city of Porto, Portugal after handing in my dissertation.
I've been to Lisbon a couple of times - once on a schooltrip when the french boys buying beer from the supermarket was considered the highlight of the trip (ah, to be 13 again) and once on a stop-over to Florida, so I knew how to say 'Obrigado/a' and not much else.
We chose where to go on the basis of where we could get good flight deals, and Porto just happened to be the most exotic sounding place on the list - we booked it without doing any research, and then we googled it and saw this:
Pretty impressive right?
Here are some of my iphone pictures from the mini-break (because I go on mini-breaks after University hand-ins now) and the analogue photos taken on my Nikon F-601 will follow!