“Let me take you by the hand, and lead you through the streets of…” Lisbon… one last time. I’m sure Ralph Mctell won’t mind. I’ve always loved this song but the YouTube video is harrowing. There’s a dark side to cities that rarely appears on here, but I know you don’t have to wander far from tourist heaven to find it.
You can walk this walk from top to bottom, or bottom to top. I’ve done it both ways. I can only suggest that you take your time, and stop off for coffee whenever the fancy takes you. And I can definitely promise you cake.
Here we are, at the top of Parque de Eduardo VII, looking down on the panorama of Lisbon. Close by you will find the bus station, which was my final destination that day. You have choices of where to linger. I never did make it into the Calouste Gulbenkian museum, but I did let myself be sidetracked by the estufa fria (cold greenhouse) in Edward’s park.
I shan’t even attempt to name names, except for one specimen I received a cutting of from the family in Kraków. It’s thriving still on my windowsill.
That last one is a Tradescantia Spathacea and it can be found in Belize, Guatemala and the south of Mexico. And on my windowsill.
The simple joy of flowers. So, we’re still at the top of the park but, if you should feel the need for a cuppa, I know the very place. Linha d’Água. Otherwise it’s a gentle stroll down through the park, pausing to admire the restored Pavilhão, and a few azulejos, of course.
Cross busy Praça do Marques de Pombal and you’re on the Avenida da Liberdade. Follow the patterned pavements all the way down to Rossio, or Praça de Dom Pedro IV, as it’s properly known. The whole character of the walk changes here as you are on the edge of the Baixa, the lower part of the city. Its tall, narrow streets are named for the gold, silversmiths and other tradesfolk for whom this was once the commercial centre.
Refreshed, it’s time to go upwards a little. If the queues aren’t too bad you might want to use Elevador de Santa Justa. Otherwise it’s a steep climb up to Largo do Carmo and the beautiful ruined Convento. Sadly, I had no time to enter.
The views out across the city, towards Castelo de São Jorge, are as good as any you’ll find in Lisbon. You can make your way past the exit from the Elevador and down to a terrace full of recliners. Not a bad place for a cocktail! And an internal lift will carry you back down to street level.
Now I have to make my way all the way back to the bus station. Better leave you with that promised cake, as I journey home to the Algarve.
It’s been a long series of posts, but I hope it’s given you some idea of how lovely a city Lisbon is. I’m returning to the Algarve soon but I will share one more Monday walk before I go. Not sure where it will be, just yet.
As usual I’d like to thank you all for your company and your contributions. Please find a little time to read these. I do appreciate it. If you’d like to join me with a walk, next week will be your last chance for a while. Details are on my Jo’s Monday walk page.
Nothing like a bit of company to make a good walk great, is there, Jude?
Funnily enough this is somewhere Jude and I have been, together! Thanks, Anabel!
I’d like to introduce you to a lady called Martha. She’s walking on one of my old stomping grounds :
That white stuff just won’t go away! Pity poor Jackie in Toronto :
And you can almost hear the ice crackling on Drake’s post!
But of course it’s a very different story in Australia. Let Pauline introduce you to the Scribbly Gum Moth. Yes, really!
This is a very delightful photo walk with Aarti :
And who doesn’t love a walk with views like this? Not Sunny Days in Seattle :
Finally, something completely different, from Kat :
Good variety, I’m sure you’ll agree. The forecast’s not good for this week but I hope to get out and about. If not, I’ll be watching the Australian Open tennis. Enjoy your week, however you spend it!