“It’s Saint Martin’s Summer,” I uttered when my boyfriend asked why the weather in Lisbon suddenly got sunny again.
Saint Martin’s in Portugal: The Legend
Many believe the legend that on a cold rainy day Martin, son of a Roman emperor, saw a beggar on the streets with nothing to protect him from the cold.
He cut half of his cloak and shared it with him. Then gave the other half to another beggar that was further ahead, leaving him without anything to protect himself.
On that moment the clouds disappeared, and the sun came. Now, every year, we celebrate Saint Martin’s Day in Portugal on November 11.
November arrived once again with the smell of chestnuts and the fog covering Lisbon’s train stations, and it’s going by as quickly as it came.
It’s been a month since I moved from my previous apartment. The place where we threw numerous parties, and that I once called home is now being put up for sale.
It took a while, but we were able to find one in the same area.
Two weeks in and we didn’t have any water or internet. After a few IKEA purchases, a few bad ones at the flea market and a couple of borrowed things from my parents, the place is finally coming together!
Ever since I moved to Lisbon in February, I’ve wanted to start a blog. A place where I can talk about my vintage passion and recent discoveries in the city.
It might have taken me nine months to do it, but City Odes is finally out there for the world to see.
Until my next post,
Joana