A lovely guy and writer who stayed with us, left us a note ...
"LISBON Jan 16,2017
I draw a bath
I've had a bottle of wine
I take a little of overpriced cake &
let myself become one with the hot water.
Instantly I'm consumed with the beauty
& the history of where I am.
What did people do back then?
What are their stories?
I sink further into my head.
"I'm not alone". I say outloud,
Knowing that there is someone there.
The smell. I can't quite place it.
A soap. A gift from my host.
Greatful. That word seem too common.
I am greatful to be here.
Rua Augusto Rosa 7.
My home away from Home