I was going to try and write something deeply poetic that linked all my pics together in some oh-so-clever theme but my brain is well and truly fried… So, probably to everyone’s great relief, here’s a quick run through of ‘What I did on my afternoon off in Lisbon’.
So, to start with, I trundled down the Avenida da Liberdade to the Praca Dom Pedro IV…
…where I became obsessed with the wavy, snaking patterns of the cobblestones…
Then a tour bus conveniently rolled past and I jumped on, thinking that would be a great way to see as much of Lisbon as possible in an afternoon, only to find it took me back the way I’d just come – along the Avenida da Liberdade… Although the view from the top of the bus meant I could snap a better pic of some more cobblestones:
There then followed a lot of blurry pics as the tourist spirit took over and I frantically tried to snap everything from the bus as it chugged up and down the hills of Lisbon (after five minutes of being there, you realise everything is on a hill). Although I managed to get a clear one of the Basilica at Estrela:
Eventually, we wound up near the Jeronimo Monastery in Belém:
Now, I’d pretty much decided that I was going to hop off and have a look around anyway but then the tourguide seductively whispered something about ‘world famous custard pastries’ into my earphones and I was off that bus quicker than you can say ‘greedy little besom’. UNESCO world heritage sites, yeah – they’re alright. But custard pastries, well, they’re in an elevated category unto themselves
OK, the bus stop just happened to be positioned oh-so-conveniently opposite the cavernous Antiga Confeitaria de Belém, but for once I didn’t mind walking straight into a tourist trap. Pastel de nata, I fell hard for your wobbly, warm, custardy charms… The flaky pastry side of things wasn’t bad either. And then they go and offer you a little shaker of cinnamon just in case, you know, you have a cinnamon fetish and feel the need to smother all your desserts in the good stuff. Ahem.
Could I get a decent picture? Could I heck…
Oooh – this is turning into a loooooooong post. Think that’s why they invented Flickr. Must look into that. Part II tomorrow…







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March 13, 2008 at 9:37 am
Yvonne
Those cobblestones are gorgeous! Never been to Lisbon but it looks beautiful, I can’t get enough of great architecture. (And great pastry!)
March 13, 2008 at 11:01 am
Trekkie
So jealous……….so envious…………so drooling………..
March 13, 2008 at 4:37 pm
Deborah
Wow what a beautiful city Jen! Will you go back someday with more time? Good call on the custard pastries. Mmmm!
March 13, 2008 at 6:49 pm
Jen
Hey Yvonne.
I don’t know how far the theme extends out of the city, but all of central Lisbon is cobbled with white stone and you see black patterns threaded in everywhere – ships, waves, abstract shapes… I spent a lot of time snapping the floor! It’s a very beautiful, inspirational city.
Hi Trekkie.
I’m drooling as well now – I could do with one of those custardy pastries right now…. Mmmmmmm…. custard…. (cue much Homer Simpson-esque drooling)
Hey Deb.
Oh I am so going back – and dragging Mr B with me. The minute I got there I knew I was going to like it and that he would too, given half a chance. Just a shame I was there for work, really! There’s lots of wandering-round-and-accidentally-finding-things potential, which is what we both like from our hols
And custard pastries. Oh yes…. (more drooling)
March 14, 2008 at 1:26 am
manuel
nice………very very nice…..jealous you know
March 14, 2008 at 2:09 pm
English Mum
What a fantabulously wondrous photogramapherite you are. I’m terrifically impressed. Oh and I take it that pastry tasted as good as it looked…? Drool…
Now get on with it and make me a recipe. I’ve nothing to do. xx
March 14, 2008 at 6:50 pm
Jen
Hi Manuel.
If it helps, I spent the rest of the time in Lisbon either running around after other people or looking out of the window at the scenery, which was mocking me with its sun-drenched loveliness, while trying to pay attention to conference chat…
Thank you English Mum
That pastry tasted even better than it looks. That’s probably why the picture is a bit blurry – I was shaking from how absolutely spot-on brilliant it was.
Your wish is my command… new recipe now posted