This is an 18th century coach in the vestibule. Beyond this point, no photography was allowed. :(
It's an entire museum devoted to 18th century interior decoration. What could be more enchanting? We saw many wonderful things: mirrors and statues and ceramics, tiny, delicate four-poster beds and a rare, inlaid gaming table. There were dishes and silver and rugs, upholstery and bed linens. There was a statue of the Madonna and child, with the Madonna dressed in an 18th century gown, with her hair piled high, as if she were Marie Antoinette, rather than the Mother of God. We also saw an exquisite gentleman's coat in pale green silk with white facings, embroidered with green and purple sequins.
Another day, Ian and I walked to Estrela, the neighborhood adjacent to ours on the west.
The Jardim da Estrela. Lisbon is on the same latitude as Charlottesville, but the plant life proves that they have a warmer climate.
Typical Lisbon streets
A view from a Praca whose name I forget. In the distance is the basilica we'd walked from.
What's the story here?
Another abandoned house--there are many abandoned houses in Lisbon. I wish I could rescue them all.
And another, this one around the corner from our apartment.
A Smeg refrigerator in Portuguese flag colors? Yes, please.
A tram passes Ian
Church of St. Lucy
Tiles surround a round window
Almost done with the Lisbon chronicles! Coming up are a post about our last day, with a visit to an art museum and a disappointing trip to a flea market, and a post all about TRAMs.