After hiking the West Coast Trail for the first time in 1999, I decide to switch to what I called destination travel. I’d travel to do something specific — a specific hike, for example. I’d travel less, but with a GOAL.
The first blogging I did was on WordPress.org, launched 2003. For a couple of years before that I hand coded HTML which was difficult.
Matthew Kepnes — Nomadic Matt — started traveling abroad in 2005 and quickly became one of the most popular on the web. The site is still going strong as Matt hired a team of 5 people to keep it going.
Matt traveled nearly non-stop for 10 years. And then wrote a memoir.
I bought a ticket to see the Joanine Library (Biblioteca Joanina), continuing my quest to visit all the most beautiful bookstores and libraries in the world.
It’s small, but well gilded. 😀
The most interesting part of the story is that this is one of the Portuguese libraries that encourages bats to make residence. The thinking is that they eat insects that might damage the ancient treasures.
Biggest man on campus. King Joao III (John III) 1521 – 1557.
Though King John accomplished a lot, the Inquisition was introduced into Portugal in 1536. Just like in Spain, the Inquisition was placed under the authority of the king.
In Portugal the first Grand Inquisitor was Cardinal Henry, the king’s brother
If Belgium was the most horrific European nation for brutalizing people in their colonies, Portugal and Spain were next worst. I blame the Catholic Church out of Italy equally.
Having visited most of the major tourist sites last year, I looked for less visited photo ops this time.
For example, I caught the ferry over to the former industrial suburb city Barreiro. I saw no other tourists wandering the streets that day. Augusto Cabrita, local photographer, cinematographer and film director is celebrated with this massive wall portrait.
Many of my photos are of street art. I tried an experiment taking pictures of street art alongside REAL LIFE. One example.
The installation of my tooth implant was delayed by a couple of weeks. So I’m still not smiling in any photos prior to June 9th.
I finally got out to the Cascais beach area, about 45 minutes by train from the city centre.