Lisbon Day 3

713am and I’m blogging, rather than sleeping. Not how I planned to start the day. American children are problem children. 

Yesterday was such a huge day of firsts for me. Swimming in the ocean, trying sardines, navigating this place with a little less difficulty. Taking life as it comes, sleep or no.

This place is magical, but the sun is coming up and about to shit all over the majesty.