We took a public tram (number 28) uphill to an old part of the city called Alfama. It was very picturesque as the tram ding-dinged its way through the steep narrow streets where it was so narrow you could touch the houses on either side. There had been about two-tramloads of people waiting. Imagine if you were a local needing to get home in a hurry on the tram.
While in the hilly suburbs we noticed that some narrow streets are restricted by automatic bollards (rather than barrier arms). I immediately thought if any cars have been lifted up by an errant bollard … strange thought considering I never think about barrier arms coming down on a car. Sure enough one popped up on a car shortly after! I couldn’t help but think of schafenfreude!
Lisbon does have a very nice atmosphere … full of character but not restored to an Disneyesque kind of pristine condition. It comes alive in the evening when many restaurants spill their tables and chairs into the pedestrian malls.
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- San Francisco? No, Lisbon.
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- Potato man.
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- The old tram in the hill suburbs.
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- Tram tailing our tram.
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- View in Alfama.
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- View in Alfama.
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- Very pretty up in the hill suburbs, aint’ it?
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- Big root.
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- Bollard hits car. Shadenfreude, I thought.
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- Back down in the city, the pedestrian malls come to life with restaurants.
