On the road to Isnello, you ascend through a labyrinth of winding mountain roads, where arrival times are never certain. The pace is its own. You reach instinctively for your phone, thinking to adjust the time zone to Isnello. It does not exist, but you are already there.
Read MoreI’ve had Portugal tugging at me for the last 4 years. In the most timely fashion my trip was realized in the month of October 2021.
After chilly summer months living in Reykjavik, I was ready to shed my raincoat and extra layers to welcome Lisboa as my next impermanent home.