Nikki's European (mis)adventures

Lisbon! Lisboa! - Dia sete

Obrigada!

Means "Thank you!" And that was my first word in Portuguese. So right. We decided that we had had enough of San Sebastian, and while bar skipping would have been fun, we had just begun our trip and our liver needed to function alright for the next two months, so we hopped on a 12 hour train to Lisbon on Thursday night.

The train ride was still cold, but I got to lay down bc Quan and I had the whole cabin to ourselves.

Portugal is beee ew tee ful. The rugged country side was just so cool to look at. I know, since I am full of prose and eloquent words, let´s just say that it was super duper wicked cool to see.

In Lisbon, we ran into a Canadian guy who´s doing a 4 month tour of Europe, and he gave us some good tips for good times in Greece. We wandered around town trying to figure out things on very limited Portuguese vocabulary. And by limited I mean none. Oh, except for "thank you". You gotta be polite, even if you´re an ignorant traveler.

Later on that day we met up with Helga, a girl I met from couchsurfing. She is awesome. The best host ever. We´re staying at her place for the next 4 days, and I´m using her computer right now as we speak, or read, type, whatever. It´s a sweet set up since cybercafes have raping rates, and their computers don´t even have random porn site pop ups.

So I went out to check out the Lisbon night life with Helga and her friends. Walked around the narrow streets lined with bars with a bunch of Portuguese and one Canadian, an aspiring actor/film maker who´s wandering around Europe for six months. God it was wicked fun. Like, fun to the fun degree. We just walked, drank, joked, stood around, surrounded by hundreds of other fun loving bar hoppers.

Oh, and did I mention Portuguese speak excellent English? My god they speak better English than some people back home!

So I got home at 5 in the morning, that was a couple hours ago. I´m up everyone´s asleep, even Helga´s hyper kitty is in sweet slumber. Oh, the cat. The cat stole my heart. It is so freakin cute! And it climbs! It´s a climbing cat! It climbed up the window screen and stayed there, working on some lock off strength I´m sure.

Anyway I think I´m gonna go back to sleep now. My neck is seriously torturing me like the Chinese army on human rights. Today we´re gonna head to a beach town an hour away, maybe, when we wake up. Then have a traditional Portuguese dinner with some friends.

Okay I am dropping like the 506th Parachute Infantry, so I´ll sign off here. Oh, here´s a stolen picture from the web: postcard Lisboa



Oh, and don´t ask for pictures from last night.

Just kidding nothing happened. Hi mom!

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posted by Nikki Chau @ 1:57 AM