A couple of days in a nearly sunny Lisboa. Again a place where I could live for a while. Rhââaa. I feel so well surrounding by old houses, unhabitated places. broken blue, green, brown tiles on the wall. Crazy tiny balconies covered with plants.  Glossy paper public toilets filled with madonas.  Electric black wires like [...]

A couple of days in a nearly sunny Lisboa. Again a place where I could live for a while. Rhââaa. I feel so well surrounding by old houses, unhabitated places. broken blue, green, brown tiles on the wall. Crazy tiny balconies covered with plants.  Glossy paper public toilets filled with madonas.  Electric black wires like wild design on the facades. Why Switzerland does need to be hopelessly so clean and smooth?