shopping until you cannot climb another hill
27.04.2007 - 30.04.2007 16 °C
Hello. My first day in Porto was filled with shopping. I didnt buy anything because most articles of clothing are straight out of the 90s like Brian put it. Bright, and striped, with words and glitter. But it was fun to wander around and endure all the terrible american music here. And, to stop and have a pastry every few blocks. yum!
All of the churches in porto have these wonderful tiles all around them. It makes them stand out ~from the buldings around them, and from churches in other towns.
This store would have been Michelas paradise. Thousands of necklaces and earrings in all colors and shapes and styles. I want to send the girls to spain and portugal so they can have new wardrobes. so many polka dots and shoes!
Along my shopping route, a griffin? statue.
The centro of Porto. Where all things colide. Food and wine and shopping and tourism and business.
A view from my room.
The sky over porto at dusk. Very beautiful!
This was a painting i did a while ago in Pico, Açores. I forgot to take a picture though until last night.
The painting i did last night before watching some news and some weird english programming.
Here, I have seen more news than i have in my entire life. Its like there is a shield around america and we dont get any real news. I feel like i know FAR MORE about whats going on in the world than i did at home. Some Spanish guy on the news compared Bush to Hitler. was he wrong? you decide. There is also news of iraq SHOWING the bad things.. bombs and people killed. Nothing like america.