
We were fortunate enough to spend this Thanksgiving with good friends from our Lagos. We were even luckier that they happen to currently live in Lisbon, Portugal! Having never traveled to the Iberian peninsula before, I was really excited for this trip. We arrived late on Wednesday night on EasyJet, my least favorite low-cost European carrier. Why oh why, Easyjet, do you have to board in groups A and B? Why can't you just reward those of us who are at the gate early to line up? In any event, we got a whole row (3 seats) each way but were literally fighting sharp elbows during boarding. It's the fiery Mediterreans who don't know the meaning of "queue" that make me so miserable. It was so much easier flying from the U.K.
Ok, complaint over. So we had a nice evening hanging out with or friends and eating yummy homemade Indian food after our arrival. Thursday, Thanksgiving, we attempted to assist in the cooking preparations (our hosts were actually hosting 10 people) but were firmly turned away from the kitchen. Instead, we headed out the door to explore Lisbon. On foot. Please note the steep hill below, it was one of the MANY we climbed during our long weekend. We later noticed a pattern - we'd reach the top of a hill on foot and see a tram or elevator at the top. We didn't notice it at the bottom, only when it was too late.

So we set out for the winding, narrow streets of the Barrio Alto, Lisbon's trendiest neighborhood. During the day, it's home to fashion-forward boutique shops while at night, the place comes alive with lots of bars, clubs, and restaurants. Of course, we were there during the day so we poked into a few stores and just explored in general. Portugal is known for their painted tile work and the exteriors of buildings all over Lisbon are covered in beautiful tile designs.

Parts of the neighborhood were a bit run-down looking but still very charming. We made our way through the Barrio Alto and into the Chiado district and stumbled onto the Carmo Convent. This medeveil convent was destroyed in the 1755 earthquake that devastated most of Lisbon, however, the remains of the
Igreja (church) still stand. As the name suggests, the convent housed an order of Carmelite nuns and was founded in 1389. It is the only remaining example of Gothic architecture still standing in Lisbon.

As you can see, we had amazing weather. The above picture was taken from what used to be the nave of the church. A small museum is adjacent to the convent and housed a variety of historical objects - from pre-historic stone tools to a mummified Peruvian figure of a little girl, thousands of years old. An odd mix, all put into a former church building with the original tiled Stations of the Cross still ran along the walls.
After leaving the church, we were about to head down to the water when we stumbled across a bridge right behind the church. There were no signs to indicate what this was and my guidebook didn't cover it either. Feeling adventurous, we headed over and were so lucky we did. The bridge extended to a tower with three long sets of spiral staircases. There didn't seem to be anyone around but we headed up anyways to find a small cafe on top of the tower and an amazing view of Lisbon, spread beneath us.

It turns out that this was the
Santa Justa lift, constructed in 1902. We missed the "lift" part since we entered the tower from nearly the top. Seems like this is an easy way for the people waaaay downhill to reach the top of the Chiado district. Cheaters - we took the hills on foot! Feeling as though we earned the view, we relaxed at the bar for a bit before taking note of the time and realizing that our Thanksgiving dinner was approaching. Our friends had invited six other friends that they knew from different capacities so everyone was strangers. We celebrated with Americans, Danes, English, Swedish, and Portuguese at the table. A mishmash of nationalities that helped to capture the true spirit of the American melting pot of tradition.
The next day, we didn't end up quite so lucky with the weather. The morning started off grey but we set out to see the
Castello di Sao Jorge with a later stop in the
Belem district. The castle is located on the highest hill in the city. A friend recommended that we take the tram 28 which would wind through the hilly streets of the
Alfama district and let us off near the castle. We caught the tram after visiting the
Jardim da Estrela and it's nearby church.
The
Alfama is the oldest district of Lisbon and had its peak of historic significance during the Moorish (i.e. North African/Arab) domination of the city. Following the Lisbon earthquake, the district was undamaged, however, it became the "poor" district and home to the fishermen and lower income individuals.
Fado music, the mournful Portugese songs, are plentiful in this area. The streets are a labryth, easy to get lost in if you're not paying attention...or even if you are!
We got off the tram a little late and were already fairly downhill of the castle. However, we braved more steps and hills to see this famous castle which, in various incarnations, has been occupied since the 6th century B.C. Ok, there was no actually "castle" back then, however, evidence suggests that this is when fortifications of the hill began by the Celts, Iberians, Romans, Visigoths, Moors, etc.

The castle is surrounded by a thick wall but the terraces that you can see above overlook Lisbon and served as both an observation post and home to the gardens.

Much of the castle was destroyed in the earthquake but plenty still stands. It was originally constructed in the 1100s and played a role in the Christian conquistador's takeover and subsequent defense from Moorish invaders. We spent some time exploring the castle and it's fortifications. We climbed up the towers and ran (ok, walked, it was high up with no rails) along the narrow observation paths. More than once we remarked "this is so unsafe! They would NEVER do this in the States"...but went ahead and walked on/across it anyways.

To our dismay, the weather turned while we were leaving the Castle. Hoping to sit out the storm, we took a leisurely lunch but instead of improving, the weather seemed to get worse. Taking it as a sign, we headed for the mall just like any other good American on the day after Thanksgiving. We were very excited to see that the Portuguese subtitle their Anglo-movies rather than dubbing them like the Italians. So we spent our rainy post-Thanksgiving watching 'Quantum of Solace' in a Portuguese shopping mall. Hope everyone else out there had a happy Thanksgiving!