When we landed in Lisbon it was warm and the sun was shining.
Which was a revelation coming from the grey, dull tones that categorize London in February.
The second thing I noticed about this city was how hilly it is.
This city is lined with steps and cobblestone streets going up and down. I didn't notice it in the taxi from the airport but once we go outside and walked down a string of steps to get to our Airbnb for the next few days it was clear as day.
Shining blue sky, the red brick of the roofs of the houses laid outside our window was one of the most breathtaking sites I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness. It also gave me a feeling this would be a trip to remember.
Everywhere in Lisbon is beautiful. Walking on stony back streets, going to bright plaza’s, riding the tram to dinner in beautiful February sun is something I will never forget.
I could definitely wax poetic more about the views or the amazing food (particularly the pastel de nata that now forever has my heart) but what made this trip wasn’t scenery or museums or restaurants.
It was exploring a new place with my best and oldest friend.
I forget a lot most people don’t have the experience of knowing someone outside of their family for their entire lives. Having a friend that’s literally seen you grow up from childhood to adulthood isn’t the norm for most people.
And I’m so glad it’s the norm for me.
There’s something about having someone who knows you so well you don’t need to discuss everything. Who knows what you’re thinking a lot of the time. Who's seen you through multiple different stages in your life and has grown alongside you at the same time.
And it’s so fun to explore somewhere new with a person who knows you so well. To get tipsy and laugh all the way home and find random things to do for three days. I think it's because with someone you've known for so long and done so many things with it's tricky to have new experiences, which is why I treasure them so much.
I don’t believe in romantic soulmates. I think it’s ridiculous to think that in 70-80 years of life there's an idea that there's only one other human being "destined" for us to be with romantically.
But I believe in platonic soulmates. I believe in souls of people who are meant to be friends for the rest of their lives and I'll always remember this as an amazing trip that I took with one of mine.
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