Porto Pt. 2

So, after basking in sunlight for the first time in months, wearing sandals, sunglasses and exposing barelegs for the first time in what feels like a century, trying an amazing new dish which I have been itching to have again, and enjoying the beautiful scenery, we ended our day in Porto by watching the sunset on the beach. Perfect day? I think so.

Nightlife in Porto:

Nightlife in Porto was really interesting. For one, there were no open container laws, so it was like one big party on the streets:

Another remarkable thing about nightlife in Porto is that a typical playlist for a club/bar in Porto is as follows:

•  "Pump up the Jam" - Technotronic (aka 'get your booty on the floor toniiiighttt, make my day')
• "It's Raining Men" - The Weather Girls
• "Mamma Mia" - Abba
• "Hit the Road Jack" - Ray Charles

I honestly wish I remembered more. It was just really old, cheesy American songs that everyone seemed to love and were singing along to, but not in an ironic way. I was fascinated by this. And these four songs were played both nights that I went out, and across different bars, so no, it wasn't just the bar I went to.

Also, people are so friendly in Porto! So friendly! They seem to love tourists.

 This is a picture of this old man who came to talk to my friends and me while we were sitting on a bench alongside the river. He just came over smiling, asking how we were enjoying our day, and just genuinely wanted to chat with us. He asked us if we knew how to get to the beach from where we were, and gave us directions and recommendations for seafood restaurants to go to for dinner.

Our last day in Porto was a Sunday, and unfortunately we hadn't foreseen this, but everything was closed!! Usually, there is very minimal daytime activity in Porto anyway, but it was literally a ghost town on the streets of Porto on Sunday. This was extra sad because we booked a late flight to maximize our time in Porto, even though we had our final exams on Monday and Tuesday morning... So it felt like somewhat of a waste to get back to our dorm at 11pm on a Sunday night when there wasn't even anything to do in the city that day. Oh well, while those next two days were kind of rough, I lived to tell the tale..

To end on a good note: here are some pictures of how adorable Porto is!