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I promised you a good, juicy blog that would be worth the wait. And this is it. This is the story, of how I met… my Lisbon Lover. Gotta love some good alliteration. This will be a multi-part story, so bare with me on the details. I had to go to Italy this past summer for a friends wedding, and I decided to make a little Eurotrip out of it. No really, I did. This will become relevant later on, trust me.
Although I do tend to go on pointless tangents sometimes, but… whatever! I made plans to meet up with one of my best friends Tiff in Lisbon. I tried so hard to get other friends in Europe to meet up with me, but it was August, and most of them had just gotten back from long vacations and were back at work already.
Anyway, the two and half days I had with Tiff were fabulous. We spent the days walking around, eating, doing tuktuk tours, eating more, shopping, flexing on the gram, and just having some quality girl time. Lisbon is truly an amazing, amazing city… probably one of my favorites now. Everything just felt… slower… more romantic. On a Sunday around 5 pm we stumbled across a little square where people were just dancing.
It was so impressive, I was mesmerized. It had the playfulness and energy of a salsa, but the intense sensuality and passion of the rumba. The best way I can describe it, is the couples made two bodies move like one. And it was everyone- old people, young people… they were all just doing their thing.