This afternoon we veered east from the downtown of Baixa and found ourselves in the twisting and turning roads of Alfama – the only original area of
Lisbon that was not devastated and rebuilt after an enormous earthquake in 1755.
Turn after turn we made our way through ever ascending narrow streets that angled steeply as they led toward Castillo de Sao Jorge, which perched at the pinnacle of the hills overlooking Lisbon.
Along the way we were provided the most breathtaking panoramic vistas of not only the coast and sea beyond Baixa, but of the entire city
.
At every turn we were met with the noises of the 28 Trolley: 
dings and bells, squeals and clacks as the bright yellow transports highlighted the otherwise earthen city streets with their swathes of color.
After enjoying the views and the atmosphere of the Alfama, we made our way back down to Baixa stopping along the way at one of the little pastelerias that are so common here, where we grabbed a quick nibble of fresh pastry, a simple end to a beautiful day.
Turn after turn we made our way through ever ascending narrow streets that angled steeply as they led toward Castillo de Sao Jorge, which perched at the pinnacle of the hills overlooking Lisbon. Along the way we were provided the most breathtaking panoramic vistas of not only the coast and sea beyond Baixa, but of the entire city
dings and bells, squeals and clacks as the bright yellow transports highlighted the otherwise earthen city streets with their swathes of color.
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