descobertas

Dancing on the top-floor terrace at Kapital. [Foto que aparece no NYTimes - será que o Santana Lopes anda por ali?]

[Quem diria que na edição de hoje iria encontrar uma reportagem a sugerir o Bairro Alto lisboeta, como um destino agradável para passar a noite no... New York Times!!! É motivo de orgulho e de referência, claro está.]

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Now Playing in Lisbon: The Late, Late Show
By ANDREW FERREN
At midnight on a Saturday in the Bairro Alto, Lisbon's famously raucous High Neighborhood, the streets are quiet, but the party isn't winding down. It's just getting started.
IT is midnight on a Saturday in the Bairro Alto, Lisbon's famously raucous High Neighborhood, but the only thing moving is the laundry fluttering in the breeze between the balconies of the grand but dilapidated buildings that line the streets. A few plaintive strains of fado, the distinctly mournful songs of longing that are said to define the collective Portuguese character, waft out of the small neighborhood restaurants geared to tourists. Some cafes and bars are open, but the feeling is that things are winding down, not up.

Pavilhão Chinês is decorated with toy soldiers. [Os jovens fotografados nem imaginam que aparecem este domingo no New York Times]

Don't be fooled. Navigating these lanes an hour later will require a very reduced definition of "personal space" to make any headway through streets teeming with enough high-spirited Portuguese youth to make one doubt - even granting that you may already be seeing double - if this can really be a country of just 10 million people.

Late-nighters often stop for soup at O Saloio.

Throw in equal measures of tourists and students from other European countries, drinks costing $4.25 (at 1.22 euros to the dollar) and served in plastic cups to make carrying them easier (drinking in the street is legal), and the potent mix gives new meaning to the idea of a "high" neighborhood.
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In the light of day, Lisbon is breathtakingly beautiful, like San Francisco. There are steep hills, clanging cable cars, azure skies with sweeping vistas of bay, bridges and the vast expanse of ocean beyond, as well as an over-the-top architectural bent of the sort that seems to evolve in wealthy, worldly cities that have been devastated by earthquakes (85 percent of the city was leveled by a massive temblor in 1755).
mais in NYTimes [espreitem também a segunda página do artigo aqui, que tem também as sugestões]
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My Chateau Is Your Chateau: B & B's in Burgundy's Vineyards
By ANN M. MORRISON
Along the Routes des Grand Crus, in France's historic wine region of Burgundy, you can explore the vineyards by day and then spend the night at B & B's run by the winemaking families themselves.