Strolling is good.
Things seem to take care of themselves when I’m traveling at the speed of my legs in the big city. Therefore, I allow myself to wonder aimlessly in the streets of Lisbon at least once every two weeks at my own pace, stopping occasionally for an expresso…
It’s not just walking, though… I need a train ride to get there first!
Let’s be honest… who cares about the ugly guy on top of the pedestal?
I´m definitely feeling somebody is watching me…
Gosh… nighttime already?
These vintage trams neatly frame their passenger’s trough their windows. They’re a moving display of framed portraits!
Seagull parking line
More nationalities here than in an UN conference!
Unexpected alien ship…
Uff… Turns out to be just a docked ocean liner
By the way, it reflects beautifully in the window of an abandoned nearby sushi restaurant…
Their window is my picture!
So long, you alien ship!
Not really interested…
What the hell…?
The digital man… Is he headless?
Train back. Returning to base. Over and out.
All photographs by António Marques – © António Marques Photography. 2013