Porto has that decaying decadence that you think of with Havana, but with amazing food, beautiful azulejos and a hopping wine country and port trade on the river. Zone out and spend 3 minutes with me checking out my time in Porto, Portugal.
Listening to the women on the panel with one of my favorite travel companions, Jennifer, and seeing all of those beautiful brown women in the room passionate about travel and a multi-cultural experience totally warmed my heart.
A watch face smashed on January 1, 1959. Hotel ballrooms seem haunted by a ghost of a more decadent era as tables were set and the place-settings hardly seem to have changed since.