My main focus here in Lisbon is to get out of here without breaking my neck. Lisbon is the city of stairs, stairs and more stairs. Our apartment is four narrow, slippery flights up and the bedroom is yet another. Lisbon is a lovely town and, don't get me wrong, I enjoy exploring the medieval streets but good god. Okay. That's it for now. We're going to go out again and wander around. I'm going to wear my new orange sandals. Wish me luck.
Language itself is a barrier.
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Don't lose your grip on the rail, as they say.
And, better the orange sandals than the banana ones. Just sayin'.
Thanks for the advice. :) I am definitely gripping the rail. As for the orange sandals, yes indeed, they are much better than the banana ones. They helped me stay on my feet this afternoon when I slipped on some dry dog shit. I have no doubt that, had I been wearing the banana sandals, I would have gone right down. But the best part was that the shit, slippery as it was, didn't stick to my new brand new orange sandals.
I'd say if shit didn't stick to your sandals, you are way, way ahead of the game. You should consider those your lucky sandals from now on, too.
Yes! By god, you're right! Lucky sandals. Why wearing them, I could dance in shit and come out smelling like a rose. ;)
Lisbon? Awesome! Your travels are a dream. :)
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