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Booking the trip was just the beginning, the start of the adventure to venture into something unknown. A smilesss begins to form on your face. Portugal, is this where you find what you are looking for or is it just another stepping stone on the way to the ultimate experience? You have to finish this, this sacred secret that almost feels like it chose you.
Sweat begins to form on your forehead. What am I doing? Is this crazy, who do I know in Lisbon? I knew a girl who lived in the hills of Sintra once, but that was 10 years ago. Almost feels like a foggy dream you almost remember but just before you get a chance to scribble it down, it is forgotten. The 1 thing I remembe...