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Old 09-24-2006, 03:52 AM   #4 (permalink)
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So here are my photos of our meet-up, we ended up getting together Friday and Saturday, these are from Friday as we didn't take any shots on Saturday!

We had a great time and it was weird but wonderful to finally meet people off the TFP.

We went to dinner in an area of Lisbon called Bairro Alto that is famous for its night-life, to a Fado house. Fado is a type of song that originated in Lisbon, that talks of longing and sorrow. Usually it is accompanied by portuguese guitar. It sounds really sad and mournful and can be very beautiful. In a Fado House you have dinner while at intervals different fado singers sing for you.

So this first shot is of the Fado performers, and gives an idea of the atmosphere in the restaurant:



And here we have the lovely Hagatha, who did not want to be photographed!



And here is...our friend Grommit, out on the town and enjoying some portuguese beer!



This is the only group shot we took, hagatha and Lucifer, and me and my date



Then we left the restaurant and headed to an Irish pub, and here is a shot we took on the way:



And what is this you ask? Why it's a shop selling tennis shoes and bags...really. Bairro Alto has the quirkiest stores - hagatha originally thought it was some sort of art installation. It could have been! Gave me new ideas to do up my house

I took this shot of Lucifer and hagatha (and Grommit) in a famous square where a lot of students hang out at night. It was a particularly interesting night because all the street lights had been covered with red paper and some parts of the city were glowing red. I have no idea why though!



This is Lucifer with Grommit at the pub we ended the night at:



We had a great time and it was pretty awesome to actually meet some TFPers! Now for the next meet-up, I guess I have to come out to North America huh?
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However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
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In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
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