Porto looked different before seven in the morning. No postcards. No groups following umbrellas. Just a city stretching before it puts its face on. I stepped out into a street that had clearly been repaired but not fully forgiven. Fresh paving stones sat next to old scars. New paint tried to cheer up tired walls. […]
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Porto is a city that doesn’t need to try too hard. It leans against the Douro River, stacked in layers of color and history, a little weathered around the edges but completely magnetic. You don’t come here for perfection. You come because it feels real. The old town of Ribeira is where you start to […]