In and around Coimbra

Another round of pictures. So many pictures.

The untold want by life and land ne'er granted,
Now, voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.

Lisbon Photos

Here's some pictures from Lisbon. Probably too many. I even narrowed it down.

Lisbon is WONDERFUL. Make sure you're in good shape before you go because it's all stairs and hills (see below). I'm 100% not kidding.

TYPING

What is your type?

I ask this question. I've been asked this question. And I do think we have a vague sense of what we're attracted to. I look for good character ... kindness ... similar sense of humor ... similar (good) taste in music ... and ... um ... I guess I have a thing for nice hands that I can't really explain.

But none of it matters in practice. Someone just walks into the room and ... love is type-blind.

Sometimes I think about whether my parents would have 'swiped right'. It's unlikely.

Morals

“For some stories, it's easy. The moral of 'The Three Bears,' for instance, is "Never break into someone else's house.' The moral of 'Snow White' is 'Never eat apples.' The moral of World War I is 'Never assassinate Archduke Ferdinand.” 

Lemony Snicket, The Wide Window

OH! AND THIS:

"Put a sweater on when you get cold. Remind yourself, this is the night, because it is. You're free to sing what you want as you walk there, the trees rustling spookily and certainly and quietly and inimitably. Whatever shoes you want, fuck it, you're comfortable. Don't trust anyone's directions. Write what you might forget on the back of your hand, and slam down the cheap stuff and never mind the bad music from the window three floors up or what the boys shouted from the car nine years ago that keeps rattling around in your head, because you're here, you are, for the warmth of someone's wrists where the sleeve stops and the glove doesn't quite begin, and the slant of the voice on the punch line of the joke and the reflection of the moon in the water on the street as you stand still for a moment and gather your courage and take a breath before stealing away through the door. Look at it there. Take a good look. It looks like rain."

Daniel Handler (aka Lemony Snicket)