Reaching Through Time

This is a year later.

Well, a year and 6 days.

I was behind on my posts for a couple of days, and then my last day and a half in Lisbon were a complete cluster****. Because British Airways wanted me to check in online ahead of time, they requested documents that I was unfamiliar with, they wanted a photo of me in order to check in but the photo would not upload, and on and on and on.

Did you know there are no dedicated airline desks at Lisbon Airport, except for TAP? The other ones get assigned to airlines randomly about 2 hours before each flight. I know this because I took an Uber to Lisbon Airport to try to get my check-in squared away there, and nothing about Lisbon Airport reflected well on the Portuguese sense of organization.

Or maybe it did.

I will spare you the gory details, but nonetheless, I will do a couple of posts which will amount to photo dumps of my final few days in Portugal and maybe you will be interested enough to peruse them. But if not, I get it. I totally understand.