Saturday, January 27, 2007
Well, I'm here. It's the coldest week this winter in Porto. And I'm having a really bad flu. I start classes on monday, so I can only talk about the residence and the city. But who cares about the residence? Luckily, it was also sunny these days. I haven't seen the hystorical center yet, but I have an idea of the general "shape". Everything is so mediterannean, even though we are in the northern part of Portugal: lemon trees and palm trees, a lot of light-coloured houses. Some large streets, many narrow and cosy streets, green parks (in january) and modern public transportation. Sometimes, when looking at the little shops (still in the 70s) next to buses that run on natural gas you think that nothing can change a Portuguese, not even technology. There is a sense of belonging and family each Portuguese has for the other I've never encountered. I wish I could speak the language, so that I would feel I'm one of them.