For me , going somewhere is like suddenly you know a little bit more about yourself and others. So it is not about the leaving, maybe more about the arriving. But just a little bit.
I was in Porto in November. Why Porto? Actually i don’t know exactly. I’ve just decided to go somewhere and made a list, checked the flights and Porto won!
I could not say that i’ve been so lucky about the wheather. It was rainy all the time and cold, just last two hours the sun was shining -liketryingtotellme,heycomeagain- -sure, because you are beautiful- The city has a magnetic soul, it makes you feel like you already live there.
I could not take lots of photos -of course i took some!- but made some decisions. -Hopegoodones-
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