A City That Drinks Time: A Travelogue of Porto, Portugal

The Romance Remains, Even in the Wind From the very beginning, Porto felt warm. Its people, its sunlight, and even its stone walls. Though unfamiliar and old, the city somehow felt strangely familiar. Amid the 'slow' rhythm of this city, I naturally slowed down and found myself becoming quieter. ⸻ 🏞️ Walking Along the Douro River The best way to start your journey in Porto is by the Douro River. At sunset, the shimmering sunlight dances on the water, and the red rooftops across the river quietly glow. As you stroll leisurely along the riverside, you'll encounter street performances, port wine bars, and antique shops, all blending together like a watercolor painting. On some days, simply sitting on a riverside bench with a cup of coffee, gazing at the sky, is enough to make you feel the essence of travel. ⸻ 🧱 In Porto's Alleys, Tiles Speak What makes Porto truly special is how its walls seem to speak as you walk through its streets. The vibrant blue azulejo tiles adorn churches, train stations, and even the walls of small houses, wrapping the entire city in their charm. I once found myself standing for a long time, unable to take my eyes off a wall covered in these tiles. They were art, history, and the heartbeat of this city. ⸻ 🕰️ Old Yet Beautiful Time Porto isn't a polished tourist destination; it's a bit rough, a bit aged, yet inexplicably warm. Even on rainy days, the city had its charm. Narrow stairways became picturesque scenes, and even broken walls and rusty signs told stories unique to Porto.