We’re home! — and happily looking forward to sleeping in our own beds tonight. It’s funny, as a child I remember my parents making “Oh god what a relief” comments about getting to sleep in their own bed after a vacation, and I used to wonder what the big deal was. I mean, a bed was a bed, right? And sometimes a sofa was a bed, too. Or even a floor and a sleeping bag.
Yes, well, those days are long gone. I sound just like them now.
At any rate, before I get back to unpacking, here’s my favorite photo from my trip to the top of the Torre dos Clérigos in Porto:
There was something about this view that just begged for a tilt shift treatment.
(Click to laundrisize.)