Tag: Portugal

This morning I learned a valuable lesson at the train station. I was on platform 1 at 9:53 and when a train pulled up I started to board but luckily checked with the taciturn train worker before I did. After showing him my ticket and pointing to the train (since I can’t speak Portuguese), he…

I arrived in Lisbon after two quick flights (San Francisco to Boston and Boston to Lisbon). I had an unfortunate middle seat on the first leg and the dufus on the aisle did not adhere to the principle of middle seats get the arm rests. If you didn’t know that was an unspoken rule, let…