Friday, September 21, 2012

21st September 2012

I can clearly hear a cello playing outside from my window.

Probably from another window of the mountain of houses I see from here. It's not from far enough for it to come from any of the skyscappers or tall buildings from further (which make one heck of a scenery at night!) Maybe it's from the streets in the middle of the houses? Or from a backyard?

ANYWAY I LIKE IT VERY MUCH, PLEASE DON'T STOP, CELLO LISTENER/PLAYER.

I wanna learn how to play cello.

Aaaaaah, Lisbon center neighborhoods. It's truely something that looks like comming from a book. Classical instruments playing, cats lazying around in big street stairways at the shadow of trees, tons and tons and tons of small coffee places, the sound of the highway echoes at night if you leave your window open (though you have to get used to big noisy planes first if you wanna do that, lmao). Lots of dog poop in the sidewalk, though. Can't have everything perfect.

Currently ravening with Claudia over the capital and making plans for a nice afternoon in a little coffee place, surrounded by cats and stairways, accompanied by two bitterly black coffee mugs and tons of custard pastry. LISBON, GUYS.

I think I'm gonna like living here for the next 7 years.