A Romance of old grandeur
Whichever of these three areas in Lisboa you'd end up staying in, you can be sure to enjoy yourself the romance and charms of old Lisbon. It all depends on which quiet street your hotel might be situated at, that it's not next or worst fronting a main vehicular street. And being right in the center of the old city, you can be sure that there is no shortage of the old neighborhood ambiance with the appropriate ingredients of families, old grannies, kids and small shops, etc. at every turn. Noting these neighborhood categories you're hankering for, of the three neighborhoods I'd say that Bairro Alto collectively has the most to offer in terms of varied interests. The Alfama, tho older and more tranquil, has fewer selection of cafes and shopping and closes early. Chiado on the other hand, being right next to the Baixa, is at the center of good shopping, far more cafes and restaurants and therefore busier with decidedly more human traffic. However, if your apartment would be away from Rua Garrett and main Chiado district, then you'd be fine in terms of quiet. It's best to stay where you'll be among a constant crowd yet removed from it once in your apartment, when one of your chief concerns would be safety. But you shouldn't worry much about crime in Lisboa, other than incidental pickpockets, the city is fairly safe and very pleasant. The late night partying mostly in Chiado and Bairro Alto especially from Thursday night into Saturday, also poses no great threat and inconvenience. You'd even find this casual disturbances fitting to an overall holiday spirit.
This used-to-be a multipurpose building (fortress, royal residence and prison) and it offers splendid views in all directions.
Little remains of the palace are still left.
There is a restaurant and a small café where refreshments can be taken before moving on.
I was in shape, but barely. Back then, the lambada was the craze. There was plenty of lights and plenty of music, rather like the Virgilina Summerfest. José, Dulce, Joaquina and I stopped at this cafe for escargot. I expected them to be like the ones I had at the Capuccine Restaurant in Paris almost exactly 4 years earlier. However, these were small and almost flavourless.
That night, I slept well out of sheer exhaustion. I don't think I even heard the chicken. On waking up on Sunday, 8 July, I felt a little better, but not back to the way I was when I went to bed on 6 July 1990. José's Mama packed me a big lunch to take on the train- plenty of bread and chorizo. I got back to Madrid all right, I slept very well that night, and by the time I woke up for class on Monday, 9 July, there was almost no trace of the cold.
I was familiar with this wine, sangria, but only with the rossa (red) version. I was suprised to find out that they make it white, too! Served with slices of orange and lemon, brown sugar and cinammon. Don't forget to stir it!
The most "African square"
If you visit Rossio, the most central square in Lisbon, you may feel in Africa, due to the prevalence of black people in the area. Since the abandon of the colonies, the refugees use to gather in the area, that with the transference of commerce to the big malls is being skipped by the locals. Tourists and Africans are, nowadays, the great part of the dwellers and passersby.