October 4, 2018 – Lisbon, Portugal

Quiet.

The morning noises of the city are far, far below this lookout and only the early risers are up here milling around. Behind me, the church bells rang twice and a tranquil concopheny of languages fills the air. I can see cars driving across the bridge through a light haze, and flights on their descent to the airport cross the sky every minute or so. 

These are some of my favourite moments of my trips. Being still, while hard for someone as restless as me, comes easier in Europe. Some combination of the view, the sounds, the taste of an espresso and the light breeze have me relaxed for what feels like the first time in ages. This vacation has been a long time coming. While having been here for a few days already, I think this moment, high above Lisbon, is when my spirit has arrived with my body on vacation.