Jul 7, 1988

In Lisbon by the Tagus river, I believe… two young lovers in an embrace oblivious to the industrial tankers nearby. Traveling to Lisbon for the first time in the 1980s, I had taken an overnight train from Madrid. It was enchanting indeed with the seven hills. I remember going for drinks with people I met from the train to a beautiful restaurant-bar on the Barrio Alto in a building from the 15th century – eclectic food and jazz and wine and far from home.