After eating the typical Francesinha and waiting for the stupid rain to stop (which it didn't by the way), I decided to face the freaking storm outside and complete my list of places to see by the end of the day, because I knew if I didn't I would go back home pissed at myself.
The first place that appeared was a church that was on the map, Carmelitas Church! Well, I happened to went in happy to get away from the rain when I look and realize there is a funeral happening...Great, just great Rita....and me in my wet pink coat. Idiot!!
After getting down some pretty suspicious stairs that made me ask every person passing on the opposite direction of me (that was almost none) if it was safe to go down there by myself, I finally found the center. Relief!!
Oporto has this weird thing that apparently the path, many times, got a little scary and made me think "where the hell am I going?", but in the end they aren't that scary or dangerous at all, they're just different from what we're used to, and being out of our comfort zone can be really scary, but as you cross those weird scary paths/streets you realize you're creating monsters that aren't there, and everything is going to be just fine!
Still, I wanted more, and I climbed a little higher to Mosteiro Serra do Pilar. For real, dont't miss this if you're in Oporto. Uau! As soon as I got there I forgot everything! I felt so blessed and happy I can't even put into words.
I ended the day watching a beautiful view with the sunset on top of D. Luiz I bridge - even though I'm not a bridge person as I get really indisposed with heights - and I had this beautiful moment where I felt really lucky to have gone there. The more I travel, the more I realize I want to spend my life with a map, a pen and notebook and my camera, and simply got to unknown places and explore every corner of them.
I feel amazing!!
Thank you Oporto!
I'll see you again next year!