There are no simple likes or dislikes when assessing somethings, people or places. Take for instance Lisbon, by turns charming, graceful and yet sadly lacking in sincerity. The clubs and bars with Fado would should sweaty cheese and stale rolls under your nose, and should you tentatively pick at them, you will find the price of two beers now includes a small meal, too.But saying that, the music was atmospheric and evoked the town beautifully.
Step out from the fading glory that is your hotel, and go in search of the amenities of a European city, such as as shops selling a range of fruit, vegetables and sundry items, and you will be hard put to find such an establishment. It is almost as if you are squeezed into the choice of heading into one of the cafes or restaurants, which are fronted by the staff continually entreating you to partake of there fare, even if they just saw you finish your meal in the adjoing restaurant, pay and leave!
The streets are paved with small white stones which glisten and give the place a very distinct feel and the views from the rooftop terrace of hotels are wonderful.